Chapter 13.2: I Don’t Accept Refunds (2)
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100,000/Hour Professional Stand-in Chapter 13.2: I Don’t Accept Refunds (2)

Ji Fanyin felt a little regretful.

If Bai Zhou was willing to throw away his 1,500,000 dollars, she could have called Song Shiyu and asked him if he still wanted to have dinner tonight. That way, she would be able to earn double the sum.

However, it turned out that Bai Zhou wasn’t that generous.

What a pity.

Ji Fanyin put down her phone lamentably. She twisted open the tangerine lip gloss she had chosen earlier and carefully applied it onto her lips. She looked into the mirror and lightly puckered her lips before grabbing her bag.

Judging from his voice, he probably spent the night playing games. I guess he’s going to be late.

Nevertheless, she wouldn’t allow herself to be late even if her client was. This was one of the principles she insisted on as a professional.

As usual, she arrived at the destination several minutes in advance. Bai Zhou had set the meet-up location to be at a bus stop. She took a look at the time before whipping out her phone to play a puzzle video game she had stumbled upon on the internet by coincidence.

Each stage of this puzzle video game had interesting twists to it, and she could stop whenever she wanted to. It was not a bad choice for idling some time away.

It was already 9 by the time she cleared a stage. Just as she expected, Bai Zhou was still nowhere to be seen.

Since the client was late, Ji Fanyin thought that it was fine for her to continue playing a little longer. So, she proceeded to the next stage, which quickly proved to be challenging.

She leaned against the bus stop’s notice board in a natural upright pose which she had been maintaining for a long time now. Unlike most people, her shoulders were naturally pulled backward. Even just by standing there, she looked like a beautiful picture.

A group of young men who had just walked out from the adjacent subway station couldn’t help but stare at her. Soon, they decided to walk over to engage her in a conversation.

One of them noticed the game she was playing and nervously cleared his throat before asking, “Are you stuck on

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Translator Notes

Eyy this story makes me think that it's so nice to be rich. When I get dumped, I can only cry myself to my sleep ): At least they were able to find comfort through some other ways, albeit in an unhealthy manner

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