100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in

"...Ji Fanyin, let's talk." Song Shiyu rubbed his forehead, "All the things that we couldn't talk about before, we'll have a good talk now."

Ji Fanyin tilted her head to look at him for a while, and smiled mockingly: "Song Shiyu, don't you understand? The Ji Fanyin you wanted to 'talk about' is dead."

is really dead.

The "Ji Fanyin" standing here has never liked Song Shiyu.

"Why do I like you? Time? Opportunity?" Ji Fanyin asked him softly, "It was just a momentary coincidence and chance. It wouldn't be strange at all, right?"

Although her voice was very soft, her words were sharp as if they had been tempered by poison on fire, and she stabbed Song Shiyu in the chest steadily and ruthlessly.

"...So now, do you like Bai Tian or that kid playing basketball?" Song Shiyu was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Your like is too cheap."

Ji Fanyin smiled disapprovingly at Song Shiyu's evaluation: "Yeah, if you don't like it, you don't have to. Women are just so ruthless."

She waved her hand at Song Shiyu dashingly, and when she was about to turn her head to leave, she suddenly remembered one thing and stood still: "That's right, Young Master Song."

Song Shiyu raised his eyes to see her waiting for the next sentence, his eyes were darker than ink.

"If your blind date is successful and you are ready to get engaged and married, remember to notify me." Ji Fanyin warned him seriously, "Otherwise it may cause your losses."

If Song Shiyu and Chen Yunshan had a blind date, that would be the person who was about to enter into a French-law relationship. Ji Fanyin would never intervene between such two people.

Chen Yunshan and Ji Xinxin represent different meanings.

After listening to Ji Fanyin's words, Song Shiyu suddenly laughed again: "After all, you are still jealous."

Ji Fanyin: "..." Sometimes men are better at brains than women.

Song Shiyu put his coat on his arms and walked out as if his mood had suddenly improved: "Let's go, I'll take you back."

"I'll take a taxi, don't bother." Ji Fanyin immediately refused.

Seeing that Song Shiyu was smiling and seemed to want to say something, Ji Fanyin simply found another topic to stop him: "My sister is coming back for Christmas."

The smile on Song Shiyu's face stiffened.

Ji Fanyin waved his hand at him perfunctorily: "Instead of wasting time arguing about whether I am jealous or not, it is better to think about the possible number of rivals in love."

Rather, rivals will definitely increase.

It's just a question of whether someone will follow Ji Xinxin back to China this time.

In the car returning home late at night, Ji Fanyin held her chin and thought for a while, thinking that this was unlikely.

But because of the "future" memory, Ji Xinxin only came back twice during her study in France, both during the long summer vacation.

This Christmas holiday, Ji Xinxin should not have come back.

However, since "Ji Fanyin" has undergone such a big change, it is normal for it to change in the future.

After all, Ji Fanyin didn't intend to be imprisoned and die because of those non-recyclable garbage.

...

Song Shiyu felt that Ji Fanyin was stubborn.

But he also felt that this stubbornness was not so offensive, but somehow seemed like a condescending pleasure.

Ji Fanyin is more attractive, confident, and capable than before, but she still cares about how his blind date is progressing with others.

Song Shiyu stood at the entrance of the bar and smoked a cigarette. During this period, he saw Ji Fanyin get into an online car-hailing car and leave. He was tall and slender. Just one stop in the crowd on the side of the road was completely different from the surrounding atmosphere. , like standing out from the crowd.

Song Shiyu put the cigarette on the trash can and threw it away. Instead of going home immediately, he called the driver who was waiting nearby to pick him up.

After getting on the bus, the driver asked him if he wanted to go back to the apartment directly. Song Shiyu shook his head: "Go to Kaoya."

Most luxury brands not only provide luxury services for the general public, but also provide private customized services for the rich, but ordinary people cannot access the latter, and can only buy goods that are sold through merchants.

But Song Shiyu has often met big-name designers because of his mother since he was a child, and has a good understanding of various brands.

When he has his own preferences as an adult, those brands will contact him from time to time to provide door-to-door delivery services.

The new model Ji Xinxin and Song Shiyu mentioned that day, in fact, he had already received the internal catalogue.

If he wanted, he could have ordered the brand straight to his door.

"Mr. Song." The store manager who received the call ahead of time waited outside the store that had already closed the store. She greeted Song Shiyu and said, "If you need something urgently, we can actually give it to you. Send it early tomorrow morning, it won't delay your trip."

"Sorry for making you work overtime," Song Shiyu nodded towards her and walked in, with a gentle tone, "I lost an accessory, and I want to get it quickly."

"Did you buy it before?" the store manager asked worriedly. "If it's custom or limited, it's hard to get the exact same one right now."

"Don't worry," Song Shiyu stood in front of the counter and swept his eyes from left to right to look for the bracelet area, "I asked for a set of women's clothes before, do you remember that there was a bracelet in it?"

"I made it myself, of course I remember it." The store manager sighed with relief, "Did the woman who received the gift accidentally lost it? If the same style is in stock, the store just happens to have it in stock.

I'll go get it now. "

"I want that one for couples." Song Shiyu said.

The store manager recalled in surprise: "I don't seem to remember that you have this purchase..."

"It was given to me by someone else." Song Shiyu laughed, "Because the gift represents the heart, I don't think it's good to lose it."

The store manager nodded clearly: "Then wait a moment, I'll go get it for you now."

She left and returned quickly, with a new ring identical to the one that Song Shiyu had broken and lost on the flannel box in her hand.

Although it is a men's style, the design is low-key, even if it is worn by men, it does not appear obtrusive.

Although Song Shiyu was not going to wear it, he paid the money readily.

The store manager put the jewelry box into the bag, smiled and complimented: "It's a very good gift, she really has a heart."

Song Shiyu's movements paused: "She?"

The store manager asked inexplicably, "Didn't the woman who received the women's bracelet give it to you? He even bought the same style for a couple."

"..." Song Shiyu lowered his eyes before raising it again, smiling without any flaws, "Indeed, she chose it for me very carefully."

...

The day before leaving for the tour, Ji Fanyin was planning to take a vacation to watch a movie at home and pack up.

Cen Xiangyang's appointment was scheduled more than a week later, and Song Shiyu, who had just been pricked, didn't make an appointment immediately. Of course, there was no need to make an appointment today when he was going to travel soon...

Ji Fanyin's thoughts drifted here, and were interrupted by the ringing of the phone.

The default ringtone of the mobile phone is as distinct as the prompt tone of the nail ○ in the social animal mobile phone.

Ji Fanyin "..." went over and picked up the phone to see that it was the number of the day.

As soon as she picked it up, Bai Tian said directly: "Give me the passport number."

Ji Fanyin thought it was just a one-week domestic trip, but who knew that a passport was needed: "Where are you going tomorrow?"

"Greece," Day said naturally.

Ji Fanyin: "..." OK, it was my omission that I didn't ask clearly in advance. "I will handle the visa myself."

"It's too late, I'll rush you."

As a modern person who has seen countless scams and has a good sense of security and fraud prevention, Ji Fanyin really doesn't want to hand over his documents like this.

She quickly searched for the information needed for the visa and the price of the expedited service on the computer at hand: "I will call you later."

"Hey--"

Ji Fanyin hung up the phone and hurriedly asked a gold-medal travel agency seller for a 24-hour expedited package.

Fortunately, it is only early in the morning, and 24 hours is more than enough.

After getting the guarantee from the seller that the visa will be issued within 24 hours, and the self-collection can be faster, Ji Fanyin breathed a sigh of relief and called Bai Tian back: "I will bring the passport with the visa before leaving tomorrow."

"Ah?" Bai Tian said angrily and asked angrily, "What do you mean, you don't even care to show me your documents?"

"Personal documents are one thing," Ji Fanyin made up a reason for him: "My passport photo is too ugly. And don't you want people to know that you are traveling with me?"

Bai Tian seemed to think that the reason was reasonable, and snorted coldly from his nose: "If it's too late..."

Ji Fanyin said with a little heartache, "That's my responsibility, and I will refund the money."

Bai Tian asked, "I'm short of money?"

Young Master Bai arrogantly and unilaterally hung up Ji Fanyin's phone.

In short, this matter was revealed in the daytime. Ji Fanyin put down her phone and was about to scan her passport when the phone vibrated again.

Ji Fanyin glanced at it, and it was Bai Tian who sent a picture.

She opened at one point, and was slapped in the face by the passport information page of the day: "..."

Although the photo was taken casually, and half of the fingers of the day were exposed, the important information was all at a glance.

Immediately followed by Bai Tian's next message: [Passport photos are ugly because people are ugly. 】

——To put it nicely, it is called "A man is a teenager until he dies", and to put it badly, it is called "emotional intelligence at most three and a half years old".

Debating this kind of issue with them is a waste of life.

Ji Fanyin sighed and turned off her phone, opened her passport, and went to the printer to scan it.

When she turned to the information page, she glanced at the information on it.

Hmm... If the date of birth is this, isn't the birthday in three days?