This actor wants to pay more

Chapter 82 Let's Dream of Paris Together
"I don't know, I haven't talked about it yet, I just received a notice saying that you passed."

"However, I guess money is indispensable. The old man is famous for his grandeur, and this is a big crew. Li Lianjie is worth tens of millions. Even the crew can afford it, and it's not bad for you."

"I'll ask Old Cheng."

Hearing what Qin Gang said, Ding Xiu felt like a cat's claws in his heart, and turned around to call Cheng Xiaodong.

"By the way, I would like to thank him. If it weren't for him, we wouldn't even have the chance to interview."

Qin Gang knew that Ding Xiu had no right to bargain with a crew like Hero and a director like Zhang Yimou.

They have to carry whatever they give.

Instead of waiting every day, it is better to ask how much it is, so as not to worry.

"Hey, old Cheng, I heard that I passed the exam. Do you know how much... how much?"

"Really?" Ding Xiu raised his voice, opened his mouth so wide that his jaw almost fell to the ground.

In the hotel, Cheng Xiaodong was having breakfast, and said while eating, "I heard that right, it's [-] yuan a word."

"I'm going to cheat you to death. You can see for yourself after signing the contract. Why did you lie to you?"

"Fuck, old Cheng, I recognize you as a brother!" Ding Xiu had seen such a big scene, and he couldn't hide his excitement at this meeting.

Ten thousand yuan per word, what kind of treatment is this.

The rhythm to send.

"Can you tell me how many scenes I have?"

Ding Xiu is not an idiot, and one word costs [-] yuan, which means that his words should not be many. If there are really a few hundred words, it must not exceed tens of millions, which is unrealistic.

How much money you can make depends on how many games you have.

Hearing Ding Xiu's excitement, Cheng Xiaodong was full of mischief, and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

"Two sparring matches, with Li Lianjie and the seven masters of the Qin Palace. I had verbal exchanges with them. I can only talk about this. I can't reveal too much about the details. Anyway, there is a lot of money."

"Brother Xiu, I have put in a lot of effort to help you get this role. This time, you have to express what you say, and at least treat me to a good drink."

"Must, you come out right away, I'll treat you to a drink right away!"

After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiu called Wang Baoqiang and Huang Bo again, and called them together.

An hour later, Meng Paris box.

Dim lights and loud noises.

Ding Xiu, Huang Bo, Wang Baoqiang, Qin Gang, Cheng Xiaodong, everyone has a girl by their side.

In front of several people, the male manager was holding a two-meter-long steel pipe, showing off his dancing posture to his heart's content.

It's too coquettish.

Thirty years in Hedong and thirty years in Hexi, the manager didn't expect Ding Xiu to go and come back so soon, so he gave him [-] yuan to dance.

His monthly salary is only [-] yuan, and now there are [-] yuan for dancing, and fools don't dance.

Shame?

does not exist.

Before he became a manager, he was drinking with female customers, so he didn't know how to do anything.

"Ding Xiu, come out, I have something to tell you."

Ding Xiu is also a girl and a tipping manager, Cheng Xiaodong couldn't bear to spend thousands of dollars in a while.

He felt that he should tell the truth.

In fact, the pay is not that much.

A word of [-] yuan is not fake, and there are more than ten words in total.

How can the money of the old man be so easy to make, even though there are only two scenes, sometimes it is normal to shoot a scene for three to five days.

If these two scenes can be filmed in a month, it will be regarded as a high profile.

He guessed that after Ding Xiu got the money, the brokerage company would take part of it, but he didn't get much in the end.

After working so hard to earn so much money, and now spending so much at a time, I feel so distressed after knowing the truth.

And judging from Ding Xiu's tone, this is only the first half, and the second half will be the focus later.

"What's the matter?" Ding Xiu asked after following Cheng Xiaodong to the outside of the box.

He is still busy going in, and he will invite everyone to eat meat for a while. How many dishes he can eat depends on the individual's ability.

"You have very few lines in this play, and the rest are all fighting scenes."

"I know."

"A total of two lines, sixteen characters."

"I, I'm damn." In an instant, Ding Xiu's eyeballs turned red.

He didn't have any money on him, and he borrowed it from Gao Yuanyuan last night, including the current consumption.

Thinking that a hero can earn hundreds of thousands, it is nothing to spend thousands of dollars after repaying the mortgage.

Life is what you should enjoy.

In the end, the salary was only [-] yuan, which was not enough to pay off the mortgage.

Seeing that Ding Xiu's face turned blue and pale for a while, Cheng Xiaodong suddenly felt bad.

"Brother Xiu, I just remembered that I still have something to do. Next time I come to Hong Kong Island, I will treat you."

……

"Brother, don't touch it, my stockings are about to pill." A long-haired girl next to Ding Xiu grumbled, "If it's almost the same, let's move on to the next step."

This group of people is also extinct. They came in the morning, and now it's noon. They don't do anything for three or four hours.

With their little money, the time has come.

If it weren't for Ding Xiu's generosity, the security guards would have come to chase him away.

"What do you mean?" Ding Xiu said with a serious face, "You guys are not regular!"

Girl: "..."

"Don't you know if it's normal or not?"

As if being stepped on a sore spot, Ding Xiu jumped: "What's this called? Your brand is bathing, massage, and singing. What do I know?"

"If I had known it was so dirty, I wouldn't have come!"

"Lao Qin, Qiang Zi, Xiao Bo, let's go, this store is not formal."

Walking out of Dream Paris, Ding Xiu put his hands in his pockets, tightly pinching the living expenses for the next period of time.

Fortunately, today's expenses were not wasted at all. I came here in the morning, and I have been sitting here until now, eating and drinking, which is not a loss.

"Have you enjoyed yourself?"

Huang Bo: "..."

Wang Baoqiang: "..."

Happy, happy, I agreed to bring them to open their eyes, exciting and exciting, but in the end they ate peanuts and sunflower seeds, drank drinks and beer.

The only show is the male manager doing a sexy dance at the beginning.

It's okay not to think about it, but it's disgusting to think about it, and I will have nightmares at night.

A big man actually wears red underwear.

I don't know if there is something that I usually do not do well to offend Ding Xiu and make them suffer this kind of crime.

"It's okay." Qin Gang said with a smile.

He came here to supervise Ding Xiu, and told him not to do wrong things. Fortunately, there is no place to overstep.

As for the pilling of the girl's stockings, it should be an excuse to deliberately lure them into irregular consumption.

"What about Baoqiang?"

"I'm fine, but I drank too much fresh orange and wanted to go to the toilet."

Huang Bo was not as hypocritical as they were, and said directly: "Didn't you say to play something exciting?"

Wang Baoqiang looked at Ding Xiu.

did not speak.

But the meaning is the same, where is the excitement?
Ding Xiu asked: "Isn't it exciting for men to dance? Those legs, that butt, that waistline, tsk tsk tsk."

The three of them felt cold and had goosebumps all over their bodies.

"I said, you don't think it's that, do you?" Ding Xiu suddenly realized, and said to the three of them with deep contempt: "Bah, disgusting."

Qin Gang waved his hand: "I'm not that kind of person."

Huang Bo: "Me neither."

Wang Baoqiang: "Me too."

"Forget about it, pretend it never happened."

Standing on the side of the road, Ding Xiu raised his hand to stop a taxi.

"The gift I bought for Xiaolan in Cannes last time is still at home. I will send it to her today. I will visit the class by the way. See you another day."

PS: The next chapter is at [-]:[-] p.m.
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