Chen Jianghai knew Zhong Dalong's temper and was not angry. He smiled and said, "Old Zhong, don't forget, you gave us Qiu Hai a patent, just treat this as a dividend!"

Zhong Dalong didn't know how to refute Chen Jianghai's statement for a moment.

“I know there can’t be so many dividends.

I will definitely pay you back this money.”

He said a little stubbornly.

Chen Jianghai was a little amused when he heard Zhong Dalong's words.

People are eager to get more money, but this old man is fine, but he still thinks that he has too much money.

It would be fine if Zhong Dalong had money, but Chen Jianghai could feel that he was actually very poor.

Otherwise, although the amount of 200,000 yuan is not small, it would not have been enough for him to do so.

However, when thinking about Zhong Dalong's personality, Chen Jianghai felt relieved.

Such people always have low pursuit of material things, but their spiritual world is very rich and life is very fulfilling.

This is something that many ordinary people cannot understand.

"Old Zhong, do you have any misunderstandings about Qiuhai?"

Chen Jianghai couldn't help asking.

"misunderstanding?"

Zhong Dalong's tone was puzzled, "Did I say something wrong?"

Chen Jianghai said slowly: "If the repeater is successfully mass-produced, your monthly dividends will be far more than this little money."
Chapter completed!