The phone rang a few times before it was picked up, and Lin Qingyue's voice came through with a hint of laughter, "Have you settled on a price?"
Wu Mu laughed, "Two million eight hundred thousand, didn't empty your wallets, did it?"
Lin Qingyue seemed to think about it, "That's a bit low, isn't it."
"A director complaining that an actor's quote is too low? I remember when I first went to Star Agency, I quoted one million eight hundred thousand, and you pushed it down by three hundred thousand," Wu Mu chuckled.
Lin Qingyue laughed out loud, "You still remember that, huh? It's because I've felt guilty about pressing you down on the price before, now I'm making it up to you."
After the joke, she paused, and her voice suddenly became serious, "I can offer you a maximum of three million two hundred thousand. If that still doesn't meet your expectations, I can apply for a bit more... I don't want you to be unhappy about your remuneration."
