Chapter 9 - IS THIS A JOB INTERVIEW?

"Wait, I'm not your dog!"

"I never said you are," I shrugged. I checked on him again from head to toe and sighed, "Why are you overdressing like this? I appreciate that you want to impress me on this first date, but I am a twenty-seven years old woman. All I want is a normal date."

This guy seemed to have found a way to flex. He raised his chin and scoffed, "Heh, overdressing? I'm not overdressing. It's because I'm just so handsome and good looking that every clothing I use will look perfect on me."

I rolled my eyes. Not that I deny that. This guy indeed had a model-worth face. But that didn't excuse him. "I know that you want to impress, but really, I'm a simple woman. I don't need my date to look so flashy and attract attention just because he is too damn handsome.."

"Wait, Is that a compliment? I feel like it's a compliment with backhanded insult… or insult with a backhanded compliment?" the guy asked innocently. He was thinking hard about whether he should take it as a compliment and say thanks or attacked me back.

I chuckled lightly. 'Well, he seems to be a bit dumb. I bet he only has that handsome face to show.' I thought.

"You are still late for thirty minutes. Do you have any reason to be late?" I asked.

"That's because I have an important meeting, so I have to attend that first and then come here. Don't you see that I'm an important man?" the guy replied arrogantly.

"What important meeting?" I joked. "Are you a CEO or what? It's okay, kid, you are still young. I know that you have a dream to be an important CEO in the future. You need to work hard, okay? No need to be ashamed to start from the bottom."

"I'm not lying! I am a billionaire!" the guy said proudly.

I rolled my eyes again. I've seen so many young men trying to feel important by claiming such a thing. This was not so much different than those girls claiming they are the girlfriend of this popular guy or that rich guy.

I crossed my arm and asked, "Okay then, tell me. What is your company, or are you the son of a billionaire?"

"…"

The guy went silent immediately. He seemed to be conflicted about whether he should answer or not, but I already concluded this guy was just bluffing and pretending to be a rich second generation to make him look cool.

I patted his shoulder and tried to make him accept the reality. "It's okay, it's okay. I know it's hard, but you have to accept that we are just regular people working to make ends meet."

"But I—" the guy paused. He scratched his head in confusion. I chuckled at his reaction and decided to let him off because he looked cute.

Still not as cute and handsome as that handsome soldier outside, though. I should get his number later.

"Now, now, since you are here, we should introduce ourselves. Because I've rented you for the whole day. We have plenty of times for the date," I said.

Honestly, I want to just go straight to the point and asked him to be my pretend boyfriend for my parents' meeting. But since he was cuter and younger than I thought, I would use this rented boyfriend privilege until the end of the day!

What? You thought Jiejie can't like a younger guy, ah? You thought Jiejie can't like green boys? Jie loved younger men. If you have a problem, go talk to the author!

Since I was the older one, I started first.

"My name is Shi Ying, Twenty-Seven, and I'm working as a secretary in a company right now," I said formally.

The guy nodded. He cleared his throat and started introducing himself with his magnetic, somewhat seductive voice.

"My name is… Robin Yang, twenty-five, and I am a model," Robin Yang Said.

'Surname Yang? Hm… well, he is pretty handsome. I doubt he is the same Yang as my boss. Because that's just straight out of web drama.'

'Also, that reminds me of MengMeng, since she often cosplayed as Robin for me.'

I also frowned after hearing his name, I get that he was half Chinese, half Caucasian, but he should have his Chinese name. "Robin Yang? Is that your American name? What about your Chinese name? Do you have one?"

"I'd rather not say," he said.

I sighed helplessly, "Oh well, if you say so. What kind of model are you? Catwalk model? Catalogue? The company I'm working at also has a branch that works to supply many high-quality leathers, silk, and other materials for fashion designers."

Robin Yang's cheek reddened. He shook his head and lowered his gaze slightly. "J—Just a catalogue model for uhm… formal wear! I'm not a popular one. I'm just doing this for fun."

"I see. Are you doing this rental boyfriend thing because you need money? Ah, this is an advice from your Jie. I know you are an aspiring model, but don't sell yourself cheap like that. With your face and your posture, you can definitely start your rental boyfriend from at least ten thousand yuan per hour!"

Robin Yang's mouth gaped as he blinked, trying to process what he just heard.

"Are you telling me to continue this rental boyfriend stuff in the future?"

"Of course! I'm telling you, this seems to be a promising job in the future. You should secure this opportunity and get to the top of this rental boyfriend ranking stuff!" I advised with all my knowledge of capitalism.

"But I'm doing this for fun…"

"Ah, that's what they said until they see money coming in," I laughed and patted his shoulder. "But don't be too expensive for your Ying Jie, okay? I might need you later. Give a good discount to me, maybe like a 90% discount, haha!"

"H--How shameless!"