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"But if you only let the children shoot one commercial, I can only offer a very average price, after all, I am a businessman and can only act according to profit," Casey indicated with his finger and said helplessly, "If it's just for one commercial, I can only offer ten thousand for each child, that is twenty thousand in total. Since you aren't signing with my company, this is already the best price I can give."
Upon hearing this, An Xiaomian immediately stiffened.
Luo Keke's expression also tensed up.
Allan looked worriedly at An Xiaomian, and then at his boss at home, whispered, "Boss, maybe add a little more..."
Casey shook his head helplessly, saying nothing.
The office fell into sudden silence.
As An Xiaomian was caught in a dilemma, suddenly, the sound burst forth from Arthur in the baby carriage, in a milky voice, "Mommy... Mommy... help Arno... little brother..."
Arthur's voice was very soft and sweet, and the sound he made was in very standard English.
