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Seeing that Mike wasn't joking, Dennis thought for quite a while before saying, "Let me discuss the shares with Kelly tonight, and we'll talk later."
"That works too~" Mike nodded and didn't force the issue.
By the time Mike and Dennis finished discussing business, it was already close to noon.
At this moment, Uncle Kenya walked in with a woman dressed like a villager: "Master Quinn, it's almost lunchtime. I found someone to prepare lunch for you."
The woman behind Kenya was his daughter-in-law.
At this time, the woman, looking reserved, was holding a large pile of fresh ingredients in her arms.
"Sorry to trouble you then." Mike responded with a smile.
Afterward, Uncle Kenya took his daughter-in-law to the kitchen.
Mike, on the other hand, started to tour his own manor.
To be honest, since traveling here, he hadn't properly looked at this slightly old big house.
Because it was for personal use, the manor occupied a very large area, and the materials used were also very exquisite.
It could be seen that after knowing Mike was coming back, Uncle Kenya had already found someone to clean the house in advance.
Facing the sunlight refracted through the floor-to-ceiling windows, the clean and bright big house carried a bit of antique flavor.
Complementing the plantation outside the window, it was indeed a good place for vacation and leisure.
Living room, study, cloakroom, utility room...
After touring the rooms in the manor one by one, Mike went down the stairs to the spacious basement.
There were still some wines preserved in wooden barrels piled up here.
All were homemade wines; when going back, he could bring some for Meemaw Connie and Coach George to taste.
When Mike finished touring the basement and came out to the dining room, lunch was basically ready.
Aside, Dennis was helping Kenya and his daughter-in-law bring food to the table.
"Master Quinn, please dine."
After the food was served, Kenya led his daughter-in-law to stand aside.
"We're all family here, let's eat together..." Mike smiled and invited Kenya and his daughter-in-law, then said: "By the way, Uncle Kenya. Call your son over to join us too."
"This... alright..."
Although Mike was smiling, he gave Kenya an irresistible feeling. He turned to his daughter-in-law and said: "Susan, go call Kiley over, just say the young master is looking for him."
"Got it~" Susan, who hadn't sat down yet, ran out of the dining room with "thump thump thump" sounds.
Without making everyone wait long, Susan walked back with a sturdy man.
This man was Kenya's son Kiley, who, like his father, also sported a neat beard.
Probably due to long-term labor, the man exuded a sense of simplicity.
"Dad, Master Quinn~" After greeting, Kiley stood honestly in place.
"Everyone sit, eat first~" Mike glanced at the newcomer and said with satisfaction.
After getting permission, Kiley looked at his father's expression again before sitting down at the table with his wife.
The table of food Susan made, although the ingredients weren't precious, won in freshness and quantity.
Kiley was obviously an honest man; having just finished working, it was exactly when he was hungry. After Mike started eating first, he also began to enjoy the food in big mouthfuls.
During the meal, his unrestrained style caused Uncle Kenya to glare at him several times.
However, Mike appreciated Kiley's straightforward personality very much.
And Susan's cooking skills were indeed good; at least Mike was quite satisfied with this meal.
When Kenya's family had eaten about enough, Mike spoke up: "Uncle Kenya, I have some other views on the farm's operation..."
Next, Mike roughly explained his views on the farm's development prospects.
Finally, he said bluntly: "The development of the farm will be left to you in the future. Based on this situation, I give you two employment options..."
Mike looked at Kenya's family: "First: On the basis of the original salary, increase your basic salary by fifty percent. Second: Give you appropriate dividends based on the increased annual income of the farm."
Treating his own people, Mike obviously wouldn't be stingy.
Both salary plans were quite a surprise for Kenya's family.
The first one guaranteed income regardless of conditions, the second one rewarded more for more work.
"Dad, let's choose the dividends. According to the young master's previous proposal, the farm will definitely get better and better..." Unlike Kenya, Kiley, who was in his twenties and in the prime of his life, had a drive in him.
"Master Quinn, isn't this giving too much?" Ignoring his son's impatience, Uncle Kenya said sincerely.
"You deserve this treatment..." Through previous contact, Mike was willing to trust his own judgment.
As for misjudging, wasn't there Dennis nearby to help keep an eye on things?
Then, under his son's persuasion, Kenya finally chose the second dividend plan.
"Very good, please take more care of the farm's development in the future." Mike didn't mind Kenya's family earning more money.
As long as the cake was made big enough, a win-win situation could be achieved.
Next, Mike informed Kenya about giving shares to Dennis.
Both parties were now a community of interests.
After resolving the farm matters, Mike drove Dennis to the town.
Not having returned for a year, Minnesota town had added two commercial streets, and there were also many more shops and storefronts in other living areas.
The degree of development was no worse than other second-tier towns.
Mike, who walked around the commercial district, also wished to find several jewelry stores and two banks here.
Yes, Mike planned to take the batch of gold and jewelry in his hand here to sell for cash when he had time tomorrow.
Time came to the evening, at Dennis's dining table, Mike mentioned the farm shares to Kelly again.
Hearing that Mike planned to give shares to her family, Kelly first felt it was inappropriate.
Then under Mike's explanation, she seemed to understand his intention.
While taking shares, help him look after the farm.
Connecting with the dividends Mike promised to Kenya's family.
Dennis's side and Kenya's side, the two families were both a community of interests and also had the responsibility of mutual supervision.
This situation was also the result of Mike's deliberate action.
"How about this, for the twenty percent farm shares, we take ten percent, and the remaining ten percent will be donated to the welfare agency annually in your name..." After careful consideration, Kelly gave Mike a compromise plan.
"No problem on my side, after the contract is drawn up tomorrow, we can find someone to notarize it anytime." Mike made the decision, agreeing to Kelly's proposal.
Aside, Dennis, whose brain hadn't turned the corner yet, saw his wife accepting Mike's benefits and was about to question it.
"Dennis, Mike will be our boss from now on. You have to pay more attention to the farm matters in the future." Kelly spoke up to remind her husband before he could speak.
Given Dennis's family situation, wanting to raise a child indeed required earning some extra money.
Kelly was also considering for her small family.
"Looking after the farm is a small issue, we don't need to take Mike's shares." Dennis seemed to still not have turned the corner.
"I'll explain it to you alone in the room later." Kelly glared at her husband, looking like she wanted to speak but stopped.
With Mike here, it was inconvenient for Kelly to explain many things to her husband in detail.
"I'm full, see you tomorrow~" Mike smiled and glanced at Dennis, then got up to leave.
"Eh, aren't you staying here?" Kelly spoke up to ask him to stay.
"No, I want to rest at the manor in the farm. By the way, handle some things..." Mike waved his hand, determined to leave.
He still needed to organize the jewelry and gold bars in his hand tonight, so he could find a place to sell them tomorrow.