Chapter Eight Hundred and Sixty-five
Jin Lian cleared her throat and continued, "Next, I'll announce the share dividend amounts for each villager. Please check this for yourselves. When you hear your name called, come up. Long Sande, holding a 0.3% stake, your annual dividend is one million five hundred and thirty thousand."
Boom!
All the villagers below exploded into an uproar.
They had only a vague concept of the amount of money involved, knowing that a lot was to be distributed.
It wasn't until Jin Lian announced it just now.
That everyone understood just how much the share dividends were.
Long Sande was an old farmer in his sixties from the village, standing there trembling, seemingly unable to believe his own ears.
Jin Lian repeated it again, saying, "Uncle Sande, please come up here. Oh, and bring your company share certificate with you too, we'll verify it and then give you the money."
