Chapter 162

Chen Ming was left speechless by this. Fine. Let’s set other things aside for a moment—if I act in this with her, how am I supposed to face Aunt Zhang? Wouldn’t that be pushing me, little Chen, toward a path of unrighteousness? Even though the prospect of a sex scene with Sister Bingbing was tempting... "What’s your budget?" Chen Ming probed again. Maybe they had already secured some foreign investors? Why else would they be so bold as to suggest Fan Bingbing? These days, a ten-million-plus salary for someone like her was standard; even for an art-house film aiming for awards, it would be insulting to offer her anything less than several million. He assumed they must have some capital stashed away.