"Mianmian, don't worry, I'm fine," Yang Xiaoxi said cheerfully, her eyes shining brightly, "To shoot for two months and earn two thousand, I think it's a really good deal."
Yang Xiaoxi was playing the role of a daughter. Her screen time was less than before and, being a newcomer, she had no fame at all, so her payment for the film was two thousand. Nonetheless, Yang Xiaoxi was quite satisfied.
Shen Mianmian was amused by her, "You're so happy with two thousand, what would you do if you made tens of millions from a film in the future?"
Yang Xiaoxi's eyes widened, "Mianmian, don't scare me."
Tens of millions were numbers she didn't even dare to dream of.
Shen Mianmian didn't explain and just smiled as she finished applying the medicine, "You should sleep early, I'm going back to bed too, I have to get up early tomorrow."
Yang Xiaoxi nodded, lay down on the bed, and soon fell asleep. Filming might be lucrative, but it was also exhausting.
