"Fifty bucks, that's the most I can offer!" Director Xu, seeing that he still hadn't spoken, couldn't help but get a little anxious and upped the offer again.
Fifty!
Fifty dollars!
Now he could earn in a month what his mother made in the factory in a whole year and a half!
Big brother was almost fainting.
So much, so much money!
"It's settled then, I'll act," Xia Ningxing said, seeing that her big brother was out of it and probably not dependable, so she agreed for herself.
Fifty dollars a day for an unknown child actor at the end of the eighties, when the average salary was a hundred or two hundred, was already quite good. Those with no fame whatsoever were only making three or four dollars.
"Good! Can you read? This is the script! We start shooting the day after tomorrow, right here. Make sure to memorize your lines, and if you can't read, have someone who can teach you," said Director Xu as he handed her the script.
