Professional Stand-in, With an Hourly Salary of 100,000 - Chapter 3

Ji Fanyin flipped through the menu.

No matter what Song Shiyu was thinking about right now, the restaurant he chose was still very tasteful.

——Just look at the price.

Moreover, today’s “dating” consumption was all met by Song Shi anyway, and Ji Fanyin specifically confirmed to him just now.

The only troublesome thing is that she can only order dishes that Ji Xinxin likes.

For the sake of not having to pay, Ji Fanyin can bear it.

Hmm… Just order this pastry creamy mushroom soup, perilla shrimp balls, and this slow-boiled rib-eye steak with fruit wood. As for the drink, you can try the lychee cherry blossom according to Ji Xinxin’s taste.

After choosing the meal, Ji Fanyin raised his head to look at the man sitting across the table with an unconscious expression, and asked him in a puzzled and worried manner: “What’s the matter, do you have no appetite? If you can’t eat it, don’t force it, let’s go back?”

Of course, there will be no refund if the service is terminated early.

Song Shiyu’s expression was cloudy and uncertain. He looked at Ji Fanyin solemnly, as if to see through the mask on her face: “When did you start preparing-forget it, it doesn’t matter.”

“Of course it doesn’t matter.” Ji Fanyin fiddled with the menu and smiled at Song Shiyu. “Our transaction is very simple. You don’t have to think about anything. Just treat me as another person during this period. You are not always Don’t you think I was not like her enough? Is it enough now?”

Song Shiyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

“What I’m asking for is not a troublesome exchange,” Ji Fanyin smiled softly with his chin supported, “not to mention that you won’t be bothered by leaking secrets to my sister. You don’t have to look forward and backward like this.”

Sitting opposite Song Shiyu let out a mocking sneer.

“Besides, don’t you always have a thought in your heart for someone who has always been gentle in front of my sister, who is so inconsistent like you?”

“…What idea?”

“‘If she knows my true character, will she become hate me?’” Ji Fanyin said casually.

“…Ji Fanyin.” Song Shiyu sat up straight in a warning.

“Don’t be nervous, I said I won’t tell her.” Ji Fanyin spread his hands, “You dare not face her, but I can satisfy this fantasy for you-if it is not possible, I will stop here today. Right.”

Song Shiyu can be said to be a genuine two-faced pie. Seeing his pros and cons when socializing, few people know what kind of bad guy he is in private.

People who hide themselves so deeply are really not suitable for deep friendship.

It’s okay to maintain a friendly relationship with his bottomless wallet.

Song Shiyu listened quietly for a while, and suddenly figured out the corners of his mouth, his expression relaxed: “Ji Fanyin, you brought this up, don’t regret it in the future.”

Ji Fanyin smiled: “No, don’t worry.”

Song Shiyu looked away and pressed the service bell on the table to call the waiter.

As if abandoning some burden, he thoughtfully and tenderly asked Ji Fanyin about the dishes he wanted. After the two ordered the order, they chatted about the recent daily life like old friends for many years.

Ji Fanyin studied Ji Xinxin’s Moments and Weibo overnight, and the answers were fluent, but more often he played a qualified listening role.

——If you want to ask why, of course there is only one reason.

A man is too strong to show his desire in front of a woman he likes.

When Song Shiyu continued to talk about his work and life, Ji Fanyin smiled while listening and used a clean knife and fork to deliver the disassembled mussels to his dinner plate.

Song Shiyu’s voice stopped.

“What’s the matter?” Ji Fanyin looked up at him suspiciously, “Don’t you always think that the mussels are not easy to open, so you don’t like to eat outside? That’s all right?”

Song Shiyu’s gaze staring at her was almost as hot as it could leave a mark on his skin.

After a few seconds, Song Shiyu slowly said, “No, I didn’t expect to be noticed by you…Thank you.”

“We are friends.” Ji Fanyin neatly removed the other two mussels and put them on Song Shiyu’s plate before continuing to eat his own steak.

“…A friend who just kneeled down to court you yesterday?” Song Shiyu asked suddenly.

Ji Fanyin hesitated.

She was thinking about the meaning of Song Shi’s words.

If it were the real Ji Xinxin, she would definitely refuse Song Shiyu again in embarrassment… But there was a problem here.

Ji Fanyin plays “the Ji Xinxin that Song Shiyu wants”.

In other words, maybe Song Shiyu wants to add fantasy play to the stand-in play?

This kind of service is not impossible to provide.

Ji Fanyin spent two seconds clearing his thoughts, and raised his eyes shyly and asked Song Shiyu: “Can we eat first and discuss the answer to this question after we finish eating?”

Song Shiyu lowered his eyelashes: “…Of course it can.”

Ji Fanyin was able to eat a Western meal of thousands per capita in peace.

When it was time to settle the bill, Song Shiyu took the initiative to take the bill from the waiter and paid the bill without blinking.

Ji Fanyin kept watching him, and when the man turned his head and raised his eyebrows to her inquiries, he smiled and cheered: “A man is particularly handsome when he pays the bill.”

The corner of Song Shiyu’s mouth curled slightly, almost invisibly, “Go out for a walk and eat? The lakeside scenery is very good.”

Ji Fanyin raised three fingers while Song Shi met, pressing down one by one under his suspicious gaze.

Three, two, one.

Ji Fanyin’s mobile phone that hadn’t moved his position during this lunch rang dickly.

The gentle smile on Ji Fanyin’s face disappeared for a second. She picked up the constantly vibrating mobile phone from the table, and showed Song Shiyu the countdown to zero on the screen: “Time is up. “

Song Shiyu’s expression seemed to have just been shot with a baseball bat on the back of the head.

Ji Fanyin laughed and turned off the countdown prompt: “Welcome to visit next time.”

Next time…Song Shiyu will of course come back again, he is already obsessed with it in less than half an hour.

Ah, what kind of love is a man who will find a substitute?

Ji Fanyin picked up the bag and walked out of the box. After just two steps, he stopped again: “I almost forgot, there are two after-sales surveys I want to ask Song Dashao-but if you don’t plan to meet me again, I won’t ask. What do you think?”

Song Shiyu stared at Ji Fanyin silently.

Ji Fanyin raised his eyebrows: “It seems that it is unnecessary. Then we should blacken each other to show our innocence?”

Song Shiyu squeezed out Ji Fanyin’s expected response word by word from his teeth: “I can afford this little money.”

“Well, question one: Should this relationship be more convenient to stay underground?” Ji Fanyin asked straightforwardly, “Otherwise everyone knows that my sister is abroad, but you and I often meet and be seen. Isn’t it too good to reach her ears?”

“Of course.” Song Shiyu replied without even thinking about it.

His fingers were a little irritable to play with the fountain pen that had just signed the bill, from index finger to tail finger, and from tail finger to index finger anxiously.

“Understood, then next time I hear the suggestion of’the lakeside scenery is very good’, I will know how to answer.” Ji Fanyin ignored Song Shiyu’s expression, and then asked, “Question two: Do ​​you want me to play my sister? Associate with you, or keep friends with you?”

Song Shiyu sneered, “Ji Fanyin, are you trying to associate with me in her identity?”

“Then let me ask another question.” Ji Fanyin was not angry, she smiled, “Do you want this acting relationship to be the same as reality, or follow your fantasy? For example, when you mentioned yesterday’s thing, she could agree to become Your person? From now on, she will be your girlfriend, who can date you, call you, and show love to each other… all these can be achieved.”

Song Shiyu’s eyes were in a daze in Ji Fanyin’s slow narration, and the signature pen dropped out of his hand and fell to the ground.

With a “pop”, the pen fell to the ground.

Song Shiyu also seemed to be awakened by this sound. He mocked and said: “Put away your tricks, Ji Fanyin, I will not associate with you.”

“Understand, next time this happens, I will reject you as she did.” Ji Fanyin bent over and picked up the pen, and handed it to Song Shiyu.

When Song Shi met a ghost, he stretched out his hand to pick it up.

But Ji Fanyin put the pen directly on the table and frivolously made a call gesture to Song Shiyu: “See you next time, remember to make an appointment.”

“Other than me, who else would eat your wagging tail?” Song Shiyu asked.

“It’s not easy to say,” Ji Fanyin thought about it seriously, and replied, “I develop other customers, what does it matter to you?”

Song Shiyu’s face went dark visibly.

Ji Fanyin waved his hand indifferently and left the private room alone. The waiter at the door gave him a strange look, as if wondering why they didn’t leave together.

As long as Song Shiyu was less addicted to chatting just now, and he left ten minutes earlier, Ji Fanyin could accompany him to leave the restaurant.

But Song Shiyu fell into a false role after a brief struggle, and he didn’t even notice the change of time. If it weren’t for…

Ji Fanyin, who was staring at the phone screen, stopped abruptly.

She just opened the [Temptation to Go Home] completely subconsciously and took a look, but the numbers inside actually changed drastically.

Click to open the details and see that Song Shiyu’s emotional contribution is worth 90,000.

Although I don’t know what emotional struggle Song Shiyu experienced in his head during the three hours, but…

Golden Leek get√

With loving eyes, Ji Fanyin specially created a group of [Customers] in the address book. After pulling Song Shiyu into it, he set up the function of reminding the phone during the period of not disturbing for this group.

She hummed a small tune and went to the nearest McLaren dessert station to buy a cone, wondering when would Song Shiyu couldn’t help calling her a second time to make an appointment?

Shouldn’t it be for a long time?

After all, Song Shiyu’s birthday is approaching, and it is impossible for Ji Xinxin to come back from Paris to celebrate his birthday for him.