"Dividends are money distributed according to a percentage of profits in addition to wages, which is extra income."

Lin Ziyan explained simply.

Aunt Huang hurriedly waved her hand, "We can't accept wages, yet you're charging extra? What kind of people are we..."

Aunt Chen nodded, agreeing with Aunt Huang's statement.

But Lin Ziyan didn't think so.

They now manage the ice-making workshop and the lemon tea shop, and they manage them very well.

Lin Ziyan only occasionally checked the accounts and looked at the ledgers, but they were a great help.

At the shrimp farm, Fatty was in charge of finding orders, and Brother Jian was in charge of management; she only provided technical guidance.

Currently, the only thing she hasn't let go of is the fish farm.

"Don't rush to say anything. Go back and discuss it with Uncle Chen and Brother Jian. I've already written down the profit-sharing ratio. The more you work, the more you earn. Fatty will also get a commission on orders." Lin Ziyan handed them the written agreement.

The chubby girl didn't answer, but after seeing Lin Ziyan's serious expression, she pouted and had no choice but to accept the agreement.

Lin Ziyan only wrote about profit sharing and the reward system for the owners of the cooperative shrimp farms.

Based on factors such as the shrimp yield and shrimp quality, corresponding rewards and support will be provided.

After carefully reading the agreement, Uncle Chen took out his pipe and took a few deep drags.

When he saw the acquisition contract last time, he already knew how valuable the breeding technology that Ayan provided was.

Seeing this agreement now is even more shocking.

From initially supporting shrimp farms to eventually letting them raise shrimp, and so on.

Ah Yan never thought about getting rich alone; she wanted to bring them along with her.

"Old Chen, if we really sign the agreement, won't we become estranged later?"

“Ayan has helped us a lot, we can’t be ungrateful.” Aunt Chen was very flustered.

She only realized today when she did the math that she had actually made quite a bit of money over the past few months.

The shrimp farm's accounts are significantly higher than the ice factory's.

“Not signing would create distance, so let’s do as Ayan says.” Uncle Chen sighed, his eyes shining.

At worst, they can put in more effort and help more in the future.

Aunt Chen, "..."

"Did your daughter say anything?" Uncle Chen asked.

He noticed that his daughter had become much more cheerful and clever since she started dating Ayan.

Now that I've become an apprentice, I still have to rush to finish my homework and read books every day when I get home.

I've never seen her work this hard when we were in school.

"She didn't say anything, and she signed the agreement as soon as she got home." Aunt Chen said, then paused for a few seconds.

Just as he was about to go out to look for his daughter, Uncle Chen stopped him.

"Ayan won't mistreat her daughter," Uncle Chen said calmly.

He looked at the agreement he had given to his daughter. It clearly divided the commissions for each order and included high-temperature subsidies, making it better than what those regular workers received.

Uncle Chen knew in his heart that these things were not given out of thin air. His daughter was catching up with him and walking forward with Ah Yan.

He couldn't stop his daughter from making progress.

“I didn’t say that Ayan treated us badly, I just feel…we got a good deal.” Aunt Chen sat in the rattan chair, her expression conflicted.

She knew perfectly well that Ayan had been nurturing her daughter, willing to teach her everything, and sometimes even pressuring her to learn.

"That's good to know. We'll help the Lin family whenever they need it in the future." Uncle Chen felt relieved.

If hard work is rewarded, you won't feel like you've worked hard.

He never dared to dream of the life he has now.

“I would have done it even if you hadn’t told me.” Aunt Chen glared at him, making it sound like she was being petty.

Aunt Huang's house,

After reading the agreement, Ah Jian was so excited that his hands trembled.

His current wages are already much higher than those of ordinary workers, and now he also receives bonuses.

Aunt Huang was filled with anxiety, "Jian, can we really carry that much?"

“Ayan said that she would still give it to us even if we disagreed, and she wrote it into the contract.”

“Mother, don’t worry about taking it. I suspect Ah Yan has other ideas, so I’m just giving you a heads-up.” Ah Jian’s gaze was firm as he carefully folded the agreement.

Aunt Huang nodded slightly, "Okay."

…

the next day,

Lin Ziyan breathed a sigh of relief upon receiving the signed agreement.

She also had her own selfish motives; she needed to trouble Ah Jian to handle many things in the future.

The chubby girl runs orders every day, and this commission is essential for her.

Lin Ziyan mentioned it to her grandmother, who was very supportive of her decision.

She first went to the village party secretary's house to discuss the matter of renting a hilltop and leveling it.

Secretary Qin didn't ask any further questions, only saying that he would inform his superiors and then hold another meeting to discuss signing the contract.

After leaving the Party Secretary's house, Lin Ziyan went directly to Grandma Lan's house.

After today's lessons, with the help of Aunt Chen and Aunt Huang, she didn't have to rush home to cook, so she had more time to stay at the He family's house and draw.

"These are the blueprints Yun Shen asked me to give you." Grandma Lan took out a set of blueprints after finishing her class.

She knew her grandson had bought Maiwei's S cargo ship, but she didn't know he intended to modify it.

Lu Yunshen's shipping company has hired many ship designers and top IT graduates from Beijing at high salaries.

Grandma Lan didn't ask him many questions, but she still helped introduce him to quite a few retired ship designers.

Lin Ziyan glanced at the blueprints and nodded slightly.

“I’m planning to help refit the S-class cargo ship, and you’ll need to help me,” she said with a smile.

Grandma Lan was stunned for a few seconds. Modify the S-class cargo ship?

However, why would Maiwei Group give them the blueprints for the S-class cargo ship?

Lin Ziyan didn't know who drew the blueprints, but they were somewhat similar to the ones Lu Qiuying had shown her last time.

“These must have been painted by Yun Shen,” Grandma Lan said in a deep voice as she put her reading glasses back on.

She had always known that her grandson was a good painter; otherwise, the art academy wouldn't have competed with the information technology engineering department for him back then.

But she didn't know that her grandson could also draw cargo ship blueprints.

Lin Ziyan glanced at the blueprints with surprise, thinking that it was probably taught by Grandma Lan, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Even without this blueprint, she could still draw the modified version.

However, it's best to have blueprints just to be on the safe side.

Lin Ziyan knew that Lu Yunshen was a very perceptive person, so she was better off being careful, otherwise she wouldn't be able to explain herself clearly.

"I can offer very little help with the conversion of the S cargo ship."

"Many German ship designers have tried to modify this ship, but none of them have succeeded," Grandma Lan said frankly.

She maintains contact with some of her old classmates abroad, who occasionally share information about ship design.

Lin Ziyan nodded, not thinking much of it, assuming that Grandma Lan had said that after seeing the blueprints.

What she didn't know was that in this era, only its original designer could modify the S cargo ship, and the modification cost was enough to build a new cargo ship.

On the other side

Chen Niaoshu, who also drew up the blueprints for the cargo ship No. S, is now trying to draw up the blueprints for its modification.

Maiwei just replied that all orders from China will be given to her, including the latest cargo ship designs.

This is considered a major breakthrough for Chen Niaoshu after joining Maiwei Group.

Moreover, the company had just assigned her a secretary.

Knock, knock,

Chen Niaoshu hurriedly put away the blueprints, "Please come in!"

Secretary Miko pushed open the door and entered, saying, "Fuzhou City has issued a notice and selected the cargo ship design."