Fish Pens

Someone saw Tian Caihua's eyes shining as she grinned from ear to ear and asked, "A'Hua, does your family have a share in these fish pens too?"

Tian Caihua smiled. "Of course. My family invested money too."

Although compared with the millions invested by Third Brother, their ten thousand yuan wasn't even enough to buy the fish fry.

But Zhou Chengxin had said that Zhou Chenglei would give twenty percent of the dividends to them and Zhou Chengsen, in exchange for helping manage these eleven fish pens, as well as the ones ordered later.

It was called management, but there wasn't much work to do.

Zhou Chenglei had already hired people to stay there and feed the fish, change the nets, and handle everything else.

In other words, Zhou Chenglei had already hired and arranged all the workers.

Zhou Chengxin only needed to go supervise things occasionally and give them a reminder whenever there was a typhoon.

To put it bluntly, he didn't need to do anything. He only had to go take a look every day to receive his share of the money.

Zhou Chengsen would help keep the accounts, hand out wages, and handle any problems that came up.

This was practically just giving them money.

Tian Caihua didn't know how much twenty percent of the dividends would be, so she asked her eldest son.

Her eldest son said that if they earned one hundred yuan, they could take twenty yuan; if they earned one thousand yuan, they could take two hundred yuan, and so on.

Then Tian Caihua knew how to calculate it. If they earned ten thousand yuan, they could take two thousand; if they earned one hundred thousand, they could take twenty thousand; if they earned one million, they could take two hundred thousand...

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