100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in

Cen Xiangyang's luck is not very good.

When he decided to call Ji Fanyin, Ji Fanyin happened to be playing games with Bai Zhou.

Ji Fanyin felt that her preliminary questionnaire was still not perfect. For example, Ji Xinxin's game level was not included.

When Ji Fanyin took Bai Bai's trumpet to cut melons and vegetables and eat chicken, Bai Tian was silent for a while.

"My sister's game level is not like this," he said.

Ji Fanyin suddenly understood.

Being able to lie down is also an important ability, otherwise how can customers experience the pleasure of carrying?

Ji Fanyin felt that this was a work mistake, so she decided to make up for the day by taking all the time of this game... um... half.

It seems that Bai Bai has suddenly changed from a current teenager to a game house. When he called Ji Fanyin, the two of them played games and cooked dinner at home. When the time was almost over, Ji Fanyin left.

It's just that Ji Fanyin used to play games in the daytime to cook, but today the two of them play games online together.

Ji Fanyin pondered that she seemed to have become a game that can cook, or a special dish that needs the rescue and protection of customers.

But as long as the customer pays, there is no problem.

Another round of "porridge, someone beat me", "where are you?" and "I don't know where this is". After the game experience ended, Ji Fanyin was about to go home with the garbage left over from cooking. Called by the day.

He recently made an appointment for the next service immediately after each service. Ji Fanyin felt that it should be the same this time: "What's the matter?"

"...I'm going on a trip, the day after tomorrow." Bai Tian said.

Ji Fanyin "?" for a moment, extracting two possible meanings from his words.

Either the day means that he will be away for a while without contact, or the day is notifying her to prepare for a business trip.

It's too much trouble to go on a business trip.

Ji Fanyin wanted to refuse a little in her heart.

"For a week, you accompany me." Bai Tian paused and emphasized, "Live in two rooms."

"No, I still have tropical fish to feed every day." Ji Fanyin casually found a reason to reject him.

Bai Tian: "..." He stared at Ji Fanyin for a while, and said, "For twenty-four hours, five million a day, you don't have to pay a cent."

And Ji Fanyin began to seriously consider whether he would be targeted by Bai Zhou's family.

It is true that the splurge of the daytime is a bit scary, and the use of the word "spending money like dirt" is definitely not an exaggeration.

"Don't they think money is the most important thing?" Bai Tian shrugged, "Since all they can give me is money, why should I spend more. They won't feel bad for these small money."

Ji Fanyin: "..." She bowed her head and calculated, and made a bargain with Bai Bai, "Eight million a day."

"Deal." Bai Tian didn't blink, "but the whole process must be kept secret, and no one can know that you and I went to the same place."

"No problem." Ji Fanyin made a gesture and was ready to go out. He glanced at the door and found that it seemed to be raining outside.

However, the rain was not heavy, and she only took a taxi if she went out for a few steps.

Ji Fanyin picked up the rubbish and left, and Bai Tian took a look and called her from behind: "Hey, it's raining."

Ji Fanyin remembered that there was one more thing he hadn't ordered, and turned his head to tell him: "Yes, the bay window of the study is open, remember to close it."

"...I'll take you back." Bai Tian bowed his head and took an umbrella at the door.

"No need." Ji Fanyin waved her hand to refuse gracefully, and pressed the elevator's down button, "I'm not going home now."

Bai Tian's movements paused: "Where are you going?"

Ji Fanyin glanced at the time: "To catch up."

It was enough to arrive at the place where I met Song Shi in an hour.

With a "ding" sound, the elevator arrived quickly.

Ji Fanyin walked into the elevator and casually waved his hand as goodbye to Bai Bai, and before waiting for his response, he lowered his head and turned on his mobile phone to call for a car.

Ji Fanyin estimates that there are not many people who really live in this apartment building, most of them are bought and unused, otherwise the elevator can't be in such a standby state all the time.

The property steward downstairs had long known Ji Fanyin, and when she saw her coming out of the elevator, she immediately took an umbrella and stepped forward: "Are you going back?"

"Well." Ji Fanyin put away her phone and thanked her, "It's okay, the car will be at the door."

"But you still have to throw these away, right?" The housekeeper smiled and pointed to the plastic bags in Ji Fanyin's hand, "I'll take you there and come back, just a little way."

The black umbrella of the property is very large, and it is more than enough to cover the two people when it is opened, and Ji Fanyin's shoulders are not wet at all.

When it was time to turn around, the car-hailing car was already waiting at the door with a double jump.

The housekeeper held an umbrella and escorted Ji Fanyin to the side of the car, bowed slightly: "Goodbye."

"Goodbye." Ji Fanyin felt that the salary of this property was probably quite high.

Before closing the car door, Ji Fanyin glanced upstairs in the apartment building, feeling that there was a faint line of sight there, but she didn't see anything.

The car slowly started to leave the high-end apartment, and Ji Fanyin leisurely checked the news that had just popped up on his mobile phone in the back seat.

Since that trip to Dini, every time Bai Tian saw Ji Fanyin, his first reaction was to turn off her cell phone first, and he even looked a little smug.

perhaps

The festival between Bai Zhou and Song Shiyu was really serious, and answering that phone call was enough to remember Bai Tian's hatred to this day.

A financial recommendation from the bank, a reminder of a new movie release from a video app, a harassing sales call... The rest is Cen Xiangyang's call.

Ji Fanyin raised her eyebrows and called him back: "Director Cen."

"You're busy?" Cen Xiangyang's voice sounded a little ambiguous, and there seemed to be a woman's laughing voice in the background.

"It's a bit busy." Ji Fanyin said bluntly, "So can Director Cen keep a long story short?"

"I've seen what you sent me," Cen Xiangyang said frivolously. "Although I can't afford the money, I have to see if it's worth the price. I have something to do tomorrow, how about meeting the day after tomorrow?" ?"

"No time the day after tomorrow."

"Friday?"

"I'm not free on Friday."

"……weekend?"

"Not even on weekends," Ji Fanyin told him simply, "I haven't been free for the past week, why don't I call and make an appointment when I get back?"

Cen Xiangyang paused and asked with a low smile, "Do you really want to do this business? Ji Fanyin."

The last three words that bit her name were particularly vague, as if they didn't want to be heard by the people next to them. If it wasn't for his own name, Ji Fanyin couldn't understand it.

Ji Fanyin looked at the retrograde street scene outside the window, and asked indifferently, "No, Cen Xiangyang, do you want to do this business?"

"Okay." Cen Xiangyang's voice was not angry, "I'll call you to make an appointment in advance. You can call me immediately when you're done. Is that okay?"

"I'll send you the questionnaire later."

"……Questionnaire?"

"Yes. It's important to future customer experience, please fill it out."

Ji Fanyin felt that Cen Xiangyang was not a model customer at first glance, and he had to be warned twice about everything.

Otherwise, in the event of a customer complaint, although the right to interpret is in the hands of Party B, it is also a troublesome matter to deal with the complaint.

Cen Xiangyang said in disbelief, "Do you still have a questionnaire?"

"Yes, very important, you will understand when you see it."

Facts speak louder than words. After hanging up, Ji Fanyin sent the second wave of documents to Cen Xiangyang's mailbox.

Cen Xiangyang checked quickly, and quickly returned an ellipsis to her.

Ji Fanyin also replied to him: Please fill in carefully.

After returning the email, Ji Fanyin pulled Cen Xiangyang to the customer group as the third member, switched the navigation and took a look, there were still twenty-eight minutes before the destination.

She leaned back on the back of the back seat and seriously recalled Cen Xiangyang's information.

Although his nature is indescribable, Cen Xiangyang's talent can still be affirmed.

During his college years, he had already produced many award-winning short and medium works. After graduation, his first big film also achieved an amazing success, and he was sent to a foreign film exhibition to win the Best Newcomer Film Award.

But when Cen Xiangyang insisted on studying directing at first, his family strongly opposed it and even cut off his source of money.

Cen Xiangyang did not agree with his family, and he just made a fortune in the career of director. Now he is also preparing his first commercial film, which is a favorite of many investors.

Ji Fanyin actually felt that he could invest in Cen Xiangyang's film.

After all, she still remembers Cen Xiangyang's big movies quite clearly.

The problem is that Cen Xiangyang is hot now, and he may not be short of investors.

That's another story.

As for this person's character, Ji Fanyin really analyzed it.

If the characters of Bai Zhou and Song Shiyu have some family environment factors, then Cen Xiangyang does not. He is born with a distorted personality.

Even his love itself was twisted and incomprehensible.

For example, ordinary people see a beautiful flower blooming on the side of the road, maybe take pictures for it, or water it, but Cen Xiangyang likes this flower, so he will uproot the flower and bring it home to plant, if the flower is because of him If he died accidentally, Cen Xiangyang will probably find the next flower he likes.

I don't know what mentality Ji Xinxin is holding and what kind of attitude she uses to communicate with this person?

Taming beasts is an exciting and difficult job, and it's not something anyone can do.

Ji Fanyin was a little curious about the results of Cen Xiangyang's questionnaire.

Most of the questionnaires asked customers' impressions and expectations of Ji Xinxin. Ji Fanyin will combine the two to customize the interpretation.

When Cen Xiangyang's questionnaire was handed in, Ji Fanyin would know what kind of mask Ji Xinxin was wearing when facing Cen Xiangyang.

Ji Fanyin was thinking about such a mess in her mind, and only opened her eyes when the navigation reminded her that the destination was nearby.

Song Shiyu had an appointment with her at a quiet bar on the first floor of a shopping mall. It had a bit of a literary atmosphere, the record player was playing music, and the lights were so dim that only the faces of the people at the table could be seen.

No wonder Song Shiyu chose this place.

After reporting the table number, Ji Fanyin followed the waiter to find Song Shiyu who was drinking.

A woman in a black dress with an open back was talking to him with a wine glass, and it looked like the two shadows were almost touching each other.

"...I'm waiting for someone, I'm sorry." Song Shiyu declined the other party, his eyes just swept to Ji Fanyin who was approaching, his expression relaxed, and he raised his hand to her

Signal, "Here."

Ji Fanyin walked closer, smiled and looked at the woman who was bent over and clinging to Song Shiyu's side: "There are many good men here, should I change another one? This man already has someone else in his heart."

The woman in the black dress raised the corners of her mouth: "Sorry, I thought he was single... Then I won't bother you."

She picked up her glass and swayed away, her eyes slid meaningfully over Ji Fanyin, with a slightly intoxicated gaze that seemed to be licking with the tip of her tongue.

Ji Fanyin, who sensed the other party's intention, wanted to laugh a little, but she held it back with her professionalism.

"You're here." Song Shiyu looked at his watch subconsciously, and frowned slightly, "...what were you busy with just now?"

"Some trivial matter, there was a traffic jam on the way here, am I late?" Ji Fanyin casually perfunctory things about the day.

Song Shiyu only made an appointment with her for two hours this time, but mosquito meat is also meat. At that time, Ji Fanyin calculated the time and found that he was just in time to catch up. He felt that it was better to go out twice than to go out once, so he agreed to Song Shiyu's appointment.

She thought Song Shiyu was going to say something, but the two hours passed so smoothly in a light drink.

It wasn't until Song Shiyu paid the bill and Ji Fanyin stood up that he heard him ask a question that seemed to have been brewing for a long time: "When did you start liking me?"

The countdown has not yet sounded.

Ji Fanyin thought about it, and replied to him skillfully: "Probably because you are always by my side? Unconsciously, I seem to feel that your meaning to me is different from other people's, but I didn't think it was like it at first. "

Song Shiyu picked up his jacket, and he quietly watched Ji Fanyin without answering.

After the two looked at each other for ten seconds, Ji Fanyin's countdown rang.

She put away her sweet business smile, and when she reached out to turn off the countdown, Song Shiyu opened her mouth for the second time.

"—Ji Fanyin, since when did you fall in love with me? Why do you like me?"

Ji Fanyin turned off the bell with a flick of her finger, and she glanced at Song Shiyu: "Do you care?"

Before Song Shiyu could answer, she chuckled and took it herself.

"But even if you know the answer, what's the point? It's a thing of the past that I like you."