Filming at that time was different from what it would be decades later. The leading actors didn’t make much money, let alone the supporting actors.
The money I earn is just enough to support the people back home.
"Yuyao, thank you."
Fu Leyi asked for another role for her pretty boy.
Lin Yuyao found it a little funny, but also felt very tired.
Two people who are wary of each other and blame each other, both wearing masks facing each other, why do they have to get together?
Don’t you feel uncomfortable?
People were sent directly to her. For the training before filming, Lin Yuyao arranged for Qu Shaohua to go to the company's new address for training with other actors.
Ye Xiaotong has been a little absent-minded at work these days, staring at her house floor plan and making changes over and over again.
Lin Yuyao was speechless. The house would not be available until the second half of the year, and she had already come up with several plans for decoration.
Lin Yuyao took a look and said, "The wallpaper is beautiful, but the craftsmanship is really poor. It will peel off easily. Since your house is on the first floor, it will be very damp during the south wind."
"Huh? Is that so?"
"Well, stop imagining things."
She didn't even want to complain. Ye Xiaotong was indeed lacking in experience. The several versions she designed were really more old-fashioned than the last, and were only slightly better than an unfinished house.
"Go find some professional designers this weekend and look at their design cases."
"I don't know anyone."
Lin Yuyao paused and said, "Why don't you come with me this weekend? I have a meeting with a designer this weekend."
"become."
There were no systematic decoration companies in those days, and those who did decoration work among the people were basically odd jobs.
Ordinary people go to the street office or get recommendations from their work units.
People with decoration experience will register with the street office, and the street office will help introduce buyers and sellers.
There are also introductions between fellow villagers, friends, neighbors, etc.
Another part is state-owned construction companies or some companies’ own decoration teams.
Fu Leyi's company has a decoration service department, which is the company's own decoration team and is considered to be one of the more professional ones in South City.
Since there was a ready-made decoration team nearby, Lin Yuyao naturally went to find Fu Leyi's family's decoration team.
When she got home from get off work, she unexpectedly saw Tang Xiaofen carrying several cardboard boxes, and she was a little surprised.
Before she could speak, the other party greeted her first.
"Ms. Lin."
Lin Yuyao was stunned for a moment, then walked over to her and asked with a smile, "I heard you successfully got divorced. Are you okay now?"
Tang Xiaofen smiled faintly and said, "It's great. Now I have a stable job and a stable income. It's much better than before."
Lin Yuyao noticed that she seemed to have gained weight. She used to be dark and thin, like a stick.
"I only work six hours a day. When I have nothing to do, I go out and walk around the neighborhood. I find a lot of scrap that can be exchanged for money. That's enough for a month's rent and food."
Lin Yuyao was surprised and asked, "Can selling scrap make so much money?"
Tang Xiaofen nodded. "There's a lot of waste in the city. If you're diligent and go to more places, you can pick up a lot."
She flattened several cardboard boxes and placed them on a tricycle. "I bought this second-hand tricycle for very little money," she said. "It's useful for collecting scrap, and it's also convenient for me to take my daughter to school."
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "It's fine."
Tang Xiaofen said somewhat embarrassedly, "I haven't received much education, so I can't handle complicated tasks. This is all I can do."
Lin Yuyao: "There is no distinction between high and low jobs. Being able to earn money with my own hands is great."
"Wait a moment. I have some boxes at home, and some leftover milk powder cans from my children. I'll give them to you."
"Thank you." Thinking that her home was on the fifth floor, I couldn't let her run back and forth.
Tang Xiaofen added, "I'll go with you to get it."
"Alright."
Lin Yuyao's house has a lot of beverage bottles, milk powder cans, and boxes.
The ones that were almost used up were directly cleared out and given to Tang Xiaofen. There were a lot of them.
Tang Xiaofen kept thanking him.
Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "You're welcome. They're all unwanted items anyway. If you can help me take them away, I won't have to throw them away myself. If you don't mind, come every ten days. It's around this time, I'm off work."
"Okay, thank you."
Lin Yuyao has nothing to do with Tang Xiaofen, and she is willing to help her entirely because of Tang Xiaofen herself.
Her current situation is actually very similar to Fang Qing's. Both of them are raising a child alone, working as a cleaner, and also working part-time picking up waste for money.
No, it's different.
Fang Qing received a subsidy at the beginning, several dozen yuan a month. If any accidents happened, the organization would cover her.
She also holds Wang Jianjun's certificate of honor, which gives her many conveniences.
It actually didn't cost much for her son to go to the military hospital when he was sick, but she insisted on seeing a doctor at the clinic downstairs, saying that the military hospital was far away and inconvenient.
Of course, she didn't pay for the clinic, it was all Lu Jiangting who paid.
Fang Qing has Wang Jianjun's certificate of honor, and the father of Tang Xiaofen's child is in jail. Her situation is much more difficult than Fang Qing's.
But they can live a good life.
Tang Xiaofen sold the tricycle full of waste at a nearby scrap yard before going to pick up her child.
Lin Yuyao gave her a lot today and she sold it for three dollars.
Three dollars is enough for the mother and daughter to eat for two days.
After coaxing her daughter to sleep at night, she took a pen and wrote down the accounts in a notebook.
In the last month, I earned only 50 yuan from selling scrap out of a salary of 100 yuan.
The monthly income is one hundred and fifty.
Although I am a cleaner, the company benefits are pretty good.
They are often given rice oil, soap and other things.
She is quite frugal and wears clothes that cost only a few dollars at street stalls. She just mends them when they are torn. She only has two sets of clothes every season, which she can just switch between.
In this way, she can save a lot of money in a month.
Seeing that there were patches on her clothes, Sister Zhao couldn't bear it anymore.
"Xiao Fen, didn't you just get your salary? Can't you buy some nicer clothes?"
Tang Xiaofen looked down and asked, "Aren't my clothes pretty good?"
"What's good? Look at this elbow, with such a big patch. You're not willing to throw it away even though it's so torn."
Tang Xiaofen whispered, "I only wear this to sweep the floor. I usually wear something nice."
Sister Zhao: “…”
I wonder if you still have a normal life?
Either sweeping the streets or picking up waste.
"Besides, didn't the director say we can't dress fancy when we're sweeping the floor?"
this……
All right.
Seeing that she was diligent and honest, Sister Zhao wanted to introduce her to a boyfriend.
"There's a man on my mother's side of the family who's been divorced for two years. He's actually a nice guy, but he's infertile. His wife divorced him because of his infertility. You already have a child, so you're not considering having children anymore. Would you like to consider him?"
Tang Xiaofen was stunned, then shook her head and said, "Sister Zhao, I don't want to get married again. I'm living a good life with my daughter."
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