Mo Jingchun was lying on the sofa. Instead of immediately agreeing to Mo Xiaoxue's little request, he smiled and said:
"The profits from the Anti-Gravity Engine technology, after costs, will go into a separate account set up by the Finance Department. You'll be free to use the money in that account as you see fit.
"But let me make one thing clear first: you can't use the money to pay yourself a salary."
Mo Xiaoxue frowned. "Brother, you want to train me to manage the company's business.
"I'm not interested in managing a company. On the contrary, I'd much rather stay in a quiet laboratory."
"Oh? You don't want control of the funds? Then I'll take back what I said."
"Don't! I was just complaining. I never said I didn't want it."
Mo Xiaoxue grinned without a care for appearances. Even Zero couldn't estimate how much revenue the Anti-Gravity Engine technology would bring in.
All she could say was that the profits would be enormous.
As long as the Anti-Gravity Engine technology didn't become obsolete, it would keep generating revenue.
There would be plenty of things to spend the money on in the future.
Building the laboratory she wanted, buying various materials and experimental equipment, or putting together her own research team—none of it came cheap.
Money couldn't solve every problem in the world, but it was impossible to get by without it.
As expected, Mo Xiaoxue agreed. Mo Jingchun chuckled and said:
"While we're at it, I'll leave the issue with your sister's family to you, too.
"You can figure out how to talk to your sister yourself."
Slapping his thigh, Mo Jingchun remembered that he'd decided to head back that afternoon. He turned to Candy and said:
"Oh, right. Hurry up and get washed up. We need to