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

There were two parts to Ji Fanyin’s exchange with Mrs. Bai. 

Her primary job was to correct Bai Zhou’s twisted values in romantic relationships while serving as a double agent during the soon unfolding war over inheritance.

Mrs. Bai was very generous with her offer. Not only did she allow Ji Fanyin to keep the apartment from the mistress, but she also grandly expressed ‘I’ll match any amount she pays you’.

That meant that all earnings Ji Fanyin made from Bai Zhou would be tripled.

Back then, Ji Fanyin did consider humbly turning it down, but Mrs. Bai’s pompous ‘This is small money’ attitude dissuaded her. For a business mogul like Mrs. Bai, such money was indeed not worth mentioning.

By the time Zhang Ning was done with her ramblings, Ji Fanyin was already lying on her sofa, flipping through a magazine. She calmly assured Zhang Ning, “Don’t worry, I didn’t sell myself out. We had a pleasant conversation; that’s why she decided to invest in us. This is good news.”

“… Ji Fanyin, do you hear your own words?” Zhang Ning scoffed. “Putting aside how it’s impossible for you two to have shared a pleasant conversation, why did you even meet her today?”

Ji Fanyin gave the question some thought before answering cryptically, “It’s the mysterious machinations of fate.”

That mistress probably hasn’t realized she has been betrayed yet, Ji Fanyin thought as she casually flipped through the magazine in her hand. 

“I know that you’re a smart person, but there’s no need to play with fire,” said Zhang Ning worriedly. “We still have many days ahead of us to rake in the big bucks. It’s not as if you’re facing a dire lack of money.”

Ji Fanyin chatted with Zhang Ning for a while longer before hanging up. 

The first thing she did afterward was to check her progress on the ‘Temptation of Home’ app. Just as she had expected, there was a considerable advancement in the progress bar. 

The studio was co-owned by her with Zhang Ning and He Shen, so only 100 million of the recent investment was attributed to her. She was curious to know the principles applied by the app in processing such financial calculations. 

All in all, factoring in the apartment she had received from the mistress, she had earned 300 million dollars from the transactions with the Bai Family. Thanks to that, her progress shot up to 1.2 billion. 

It was quite decent considering how none of the films their studio had invested in had reached the silver screen yet. Their studio had put its money into six films this year, of which, they were the main producers of three of them. 

Looks like there’ll be a huge harvest next year. I can take things slowly for the time being. 

After looking through the app, Ji Fanyin leaped onto the bed and prepared to head to sleep. It was then that she recalled that she hadn’t returned the call from Song Shiyu yet. 

But now that she was already lying on her bed in her pajamas, her laziness got the better of her.

It must be nothing important since Song Shiyu didn’t call back. Alright, I’ll ignore it for now.

Ji Fanyin calmly switched off the bed lights and closed her eyes. The last thought on her mind before she drifted off to sleep was the hotel’s famous continental breakfast.