This actor needs more money

After Ding Xiu signed, Qin Gang also signed his name and gave Ding Xiu two copies of the contract.

"You invested your money in the company. If you don't have money to buy a car, it's inconvenient to travel. From now on, you can use the company's car as you like. Just call in advance if you need it. If we run into schedules, I'll move your seat for you."

"Besides, you are a bigot now. Every time you go out for filming, you are alone. There is no one to carry your bags. You do everything yourself. This doesn't work."

"I've found a temporary assistant for you. I'll call you later and you guys can meet."

"Male or female?"

Qin Gang smiled knowingly: "Hey, don't I know you, a woman?"

"That's okay."

"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After patting Ding Xiu on the shoulder, Qin Gang took the contract and left with a smile.

Ding Xiu didn't sleep all night last night and was very sleepy. He lay on the bed and slept until about four o'clock in the afternoon.

After washing up briefly, I went to the restaurant where I usually order food. I called the assistant and made an appointment to meet him.

"Hello, Teacher Ding."

In the hotel lobby, Ding Xiu, who had eaten a lot, heard a panting woman's voice next to him.

"Want an autograph or a photo?"

He was used to this kind of scene.

Since A Chinese Ghost Story, more and more fans have asked him for autographs. Just now, the waitress who served the food asked for one more time.

"Hello, teacher, my name is Jia Ling, and I am your assistant."

"Assistant?" After hearing this, Ding Xiu glanced at the girl a few more times.

He is in his twenties, has an awl face, long shawl hair that is a bit dry and yellow, his figure is more skinny than slender, and he looks a little malnourished.

The clothes are very ordinary, a floral shirt, jeans that have been washed to white hair, and canvas shoes.

His appearance cannot be said to be beautiful, but he is not ugly either. He is average and relatively popular.

I guess I came right away after receiving the call. I was sweating a little on my forehead and breathing heavily.

"You damn old Qin, how worried are you about me?" Ding Xiu cursed in his mind.

"Don't stand, sit down."

"Thank you, teacher." Jia Ling pulled up her chair and sat across from her. She swallowed secretly when she saw the fish and meat in the room. She had eaten a steamed bun for lunch.

Ding Xiu is not short of money, at least not small amounts. People who practice martial arts have a big appetite. They usually eat a lot of food and drink. When it comes to eating and drinking, they have never treated themselves badly.

"Don't be so polite. I'm not much older than you. Just call me Brother Xiu."

"Okay Brother Xiu."

"Let's eat together. Let's talk while eating."

"I'm so sorry, waiter, please bring me some more bowls and chopsticks!"

Seeing how familiar she was, Ding Xiu smiled. He didn't like people who clearly wanted something but then pretended not to.

Human beings, when it’s time to express your thoughts, express them.

It's just a meal, it's not a big deal.

"I heard from Lao Qin that you are my temporary assistant? Why temporary?"

Jia Ling sat upright and folded her hands on the table: "Because I am passing the drama test. If I succeed, I will be honored to be your assistant, Brother Xiu, until the school starts."

"If you fail, I will be honored to be your assistant, Brother Xiu, in the next few years."

"Student, how old are you this year?"

Ding Xiu, a Chinese opera actor, knew that it was not far from Nortel, about seven or eight kilometers away and about twenty minutes by bus.

At the same time, this school is also one of the more well-known acting schools in China. Together with Nortel and Shanghai Opera, it is also known as the three major acting schools.

"Just turned twenty."

"How many times have you taken the test?"

"I took the test once last year but failed. This is the second time this year."

While eating slowly, Ding Xiu said: "Being able to pass the opera test means that your family situation is good. Why did you choose to be an assistant? The salary in this industry is not high, right?"

The tuition fees of the three major performance schools are not cheap. They can cost tens of thousands in a few years, which is not affordable for ordinary people.

It’s not just ordinary people who can afford it.

Ding Xiu didn't know how much the assistant's salary was, but it probably wasn't much higher than that, just three to four hundred yuan a month.

Compared with the high tuition fees, this salary is just drizzle.

"My family background is average, and it is my dream to pass the exam for drama. Now my sister is supporting me to study. I don't want her to be too tired. I want to earn some living expenses before school starts."

Jia Ling continued: "I have passed the art exam."

"So that's it." Ding Xiu nodded without saying anything.

If Jia Ling hadn't added the second half of the sentence, he would have wanted her to finish eating and leave.

My family's financial situation is not good and I cannot go to any acting school. No matter how big my dream is, I can't drag the whole family down.

A college education costs tens of thousands, which is a huge burden for people with ordinary families. Some even sell blood and kidneys and cannot raise so much money.

Instead of going to an acting academy, it's better to go to an ordinary university, with a tuition fee of several thousand yuan a year, and you can find a good job after graduation.

But it's another thing that Jia Lingyi passed the exam. At least it proves that she is not just relying on a dream of becoming a star, and she still has some ability.

Generally speaking, if you pass the art test, you will most likely pass the cultural class if nothing else happens.

Especially for students like them who have just graduated from high school, this is their strength.

The waiter brought the dishes and chopsticks, but Jia Ling didn't dare to take them down. She was a big-hearted person, not a fool. Ding Xiu didn't say anything for a long time, which made her nervous.

"Brother Xiu, I really need this job."

"I won't delay your studies."

"How about you use me for a while to see how I perform, and then fire me if you're not satisfied."

Taking a piece of paper to wipe his mouth, Ding Xiu said calmly: "Okay, as you said, let's try it first and start working tomorrow."

With an eight-tooth smile, Jia Ling had dimples on her face. She stood up and bowed: "Thank you, Brother Xiu."

"Eat slowly, I'm going back."

Taking a toothpick from the table, Ding Xiu stood up and left, leaving Jia Ling with a careless back.

…

At around nine o'clock in the evening, Ding Xiu was sitting on the sofa in the living room, with the TV turned on. He didn't look at it, but held a copy of Qi Jiguang's "New Book of Ji Xiao".

On the coffee table, the screen of the mobile phone lights up.

The caller ID showed the words Assistant Jia Ling.

"Hey, you'd better come to me if you need anything."

At the door of the courtyard, Jia Ling was carrying a lunch box with freshly fried food in it. She said to the phone: "I heard from Mr. Qin that you were busy all night and didn't eat anything last night."

"I'm sure you'll be hungry soon after having just one meal in the afternoon. I ordered some dishes for you at the restaurant in the afternoon, and the waiter said they were all your usual favorites."

"Wait." After hanging up the phone, Ding Xiu went to open the door.

If Jia Ling doesn't come, he will have to call and order food later.

Jia Ling outside the door didn't wait long before Ding Xiu opened the door, took the lunch box, and Ding Xiu gave her three hundred yuan.

"I'll reimburse myself and buy the rest next time. I went out to eat breakfast by myself, so you don't have to give it to me."

"Besides, you'd better give me a call before sending it next time. Sometimes I'm not at home."

"Okay Brother Xiu, I remember."

"Well, let's go back."

After closing the door, Ding Xiu returned to the room. Generally speaking, he was satisfied with Jia Ling as his assistant.

I can find his address, know what he likes to eat, when he is hungry, and he has good eyesight.

In the next few days, Ding Xiu was resting all the time. He lived a very fulfilling life by eating, drinking, going to bars, visiting the Forbidden City, and climbing the Great Wall.

Seeing that he was almost rested, Qin Gang began to arrange work.

Visit acupuncture points, perform commercials, and shoot commercials.

A real estate project opens, a hotel opens, a coal boss gets married, a young man's girlfriend celebrates her 70th birthday, as long as there is plenty of money, he goes there.

As an assistant, Jia Ling has always been by his side, taking care of Ding Xiu's food and daily life, booking air tickets and hotels, taking taxis when traveling, communicating with businesses in advance, etc.

On this day, the two came to Shandong.

This is Ding Xiu's first time here.

If he remembered correctly, Huang Bo and Yu Hai were both from Shandong.