According to the negotiation between Wang Fagen and Xiao Keming, the two parties agreed that Wang Fagen would invest 10,000 yuan to cooperate with Hekang No. 1 Middle School to establish a school-run publishing house, of which Wang Fagen accounted for 51% of the shares and Hekang No. 1 Middle School accounted for 49% of the shares. Among them, Wang Fagen served as a legal person, and he did not participate in the specific daily management, all of which were responsible for the school, but the cashier and sales team were formed by Wang Fagen.

Li Liang knew that part of the school's 49% stake was funded by the school's teachers. In fact, this request was also put forward by Li Liang, who thought that if the teachers had a stake in the publishing house, it would be more able to stimulate everyone's enthusiasm for work.

Now Xiao Keming proposes to use a part of the profits for dividends, which should also take into account the interests of the teachers.

"Headmaster, I don't have any opinion, I don't know how much money you are going to take out for dividends?" asked Li Liang.

Xiao Keming obviously already had a case, he opened his notebook and said: "The 45,000 yuan in the account still needs to prepare for the printing of all newspapers this semester, the remuneration of teachers and salesmen, bonuses and other costs, and I expect that it may take about 20,000 yuan to spend costs." In addition, the account should be reserved in advance for the next semester's expenses, and I think now we can take out about 10,000 yuan for profit dividends!"

If 10,000 yuan is taken out for dividends, it means that the cost of 10,000 yuan invested by Li Liang will only take more than a month to recover half of the investment, and the return on investment is somewhat amazing, but it is still not as good as Li Liang and Wang Fagen's Spring Festival couplets at the end of last year.

"Headmaster, I have no opinion. Li Liang said, "Little aunt, you can decide such things yourself in the future, it doesn't matter how much we pay dividends, the most important thing is to ensure the normal operation of our newspaper." ”

Li Liang doesn't care how much money he makes from the newspaper, he wants to give back to the school more. Liu Juying knew the hidden meaning of his words, nodded and said, "Okay, then you can go back to the classroom to study, and when your aunt and uncle finish the high school entrance examination, you will be given a big red envelope." ”

Li Liang greeted Xiao Keming and left the principal's office.

Back in the classroom, the gossipy Wang Chao immediately moved the stool to Li Liang's seat under the guise of asking questions.

"Liangzi, what is the principal looking for you?" Wang Chao gossiped.

"It's nothing, isn't my aunt working at school, it's something at home, she called me over!" Li Liang said.

"Oh!"

Wang Chao, who thought that there was any gossip to understand, returned to his seat after asking the question. Chenchen, who was seated on Li Liang's right, knew that this was definitely not the case, and Li Liang had already known about investing 10,000 yuan in the school to run a newspaper through Wang Fagen's hand. The study report was done well, and Chenchen felt sincerely happy for Li Liang and the school.

She passed a note, Li Liang took the note, and saw that it read, "Liangzi, is the newspaper making money?"

Li Liang drew a little black cat nodding in response to it.

Chenchen saw the cute little black cat drawn by Li Liang and smiled!

At the end of the evening self-study, Chenchen and Li Liang walked home together. Wang Chao asked for leave in the evening, and there were guests at his house, and his father rode a bicycle to the school to pick Wang Chao up when he got off work in the afternoon.

"Liangzi, has you really made money studying for the newspaper, and how much money has you made now?" asked Chenchen.

"Chenchen, why have you become a little gossip?" Li Liang said with a smile.

"What's a little gossip?"

"It's nosy!" Li Liang explained.

"You~~" Chen Chenjiao knocked Li Liang's head with her hand in disgust, "People care about you, where are you meddling! Okay, I don't care about it in the future!"

"Ahh

"How much did you earn, is there 10,000?"

Chenchen knew that Li Liang had invested 10,000 yuan, and hoped that he would earn back the cost as soon as possible.

"It's about the same, but the money earned now still needs to be reserved for the future business of the newspaper, and it can't be fully divided, this time it should be about 5,000 yuan!" Li Liang said.

"Wow, that's a lot! Wouldn't it be possible to pay for itself in the second half of this year?" Chenchen said in surprise.

Her mother and sister now manage the main store and a branch of Wangkelai respectively, and now the total profit of the two stores is about 2,000 yuan per month, and her family can get about 1,000 yuan every month. At the end of last month, when she saw her mother and sister getting the dividends at home, she was in a happy mood.

But those are all earned by my mother and sister getting up early and working late every day with a dozen or so employees in the store. Li Liang only invested 10,000 yuan here, and he usually didn't see Li Liang spend any energy on it, and he actually made it so easily.

"Liangzi, why are you so powerful!" Chen Chen sighed.

"How powerful?" The praise of his beloved made Li Liang's heart flutter.

"It's so powerful that I can't believe it!" Chen Chen said in surprise, "I never imagined that you would come up with so many money-making ideas." ”

Li Liang smiled: "Then you must believe that I can earn more in the future!"

Turning into the alley from Jiefang Street, the alley was pitch black, only the barking of dogs along the alley. On this night, when there were neither street lights nor moonlight, Li Liang took the initiative to hold Chenchen's hand. Chenchen struggled twice and didn't break free, so he could only blush and let Li Liang send him home.

"Your hands are so soft!" Li Liang whispered as he left.

After listening to Li Liang's words, Chen Chen returned to his house with a red face.

Li Liang returned home, closed the courtyard door, and was still reminiscing about Chenchen's soft and smooth little hands just now.

"Son, what do you want?"

Wang Xiulan and her husband Li Shuangzhu hadn't slept yet, sitting in the living room watching TV.

"Dad, Mom, why haven't you slept yet?" Li Liang also walked into the living room.

"In the evening, your brother-in-law and his wife came to my house and gave me 5,100 yuan, saying that it was a dividend from your school newspaper?" asked Wang Xiulan.

"Yes, in the afternoon, the principal called me over, saying that the publishing house already has money in its account, so let's take out a little bit of it first!" Li Liang replied.

"How can newspapers make so much money?" Wang Xiulan was a little surprised, although she had nearly 100,000 yuan in money this year, she was still a little unaccustomed to it.

"It's mainly because of luck that the newspaper run by the school has been approved by the leaders of the Education Bureau above!" Li Liang said.

Wang Xiulan and Li Shuangzhu had long learned from their brother-in-law Wang Fagen about the county education bureau's unified subscription of newspapers for middle school students in the county.

"Son, you have earned enough money at home now, don't delay your studies because of money!" Wang Xiulan said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Mom!"