In plain words
Of the income that comes in, one must keep a quarter safe for the future. One must use three parts for this factory's production, collection, protection and direction. But in today's conditions many people are leaders. Who are the leaders? Tata, Birla, Kirloskar: all these are leaders. They too were managers before. Now, because they have earned money in plenty, they have all become leaders. You must recognise well what kind of carelessness these leaders show. Each factory has shareholders. Among these shareholders he will have put in ten lakhs at the start. He takes back his share in the very first year. Once his money is in his hands, he pays no attention to the factory. So these factories turn neglected and uncared for. So the bad trait in these leaders is this: first of all he tries to take back his own sum. That broad outlook, to develop the factory or to spread it properly, is for the most part not in them. My capital has come back to me. Let anything happen after that. Three quarters of the managers are just like this. That is exactly how these factories have come to fall into ruin to some extent.
But in Cāṇakya's philosophy it is never like this. Only when blood and money keep rolling is there well-being. The place where it spreads everywhere is well. Just as blood must circulate, money must circulate in the same way. In Cāṇakya's Artha-śāstra this is the chief point. Because Cāṇakya was developing this Artha-śāstra to some extent, the Nanda kings set out against this kingdom, defeated Candragupta and banished him from the land. In Candragupta's kingdom it was Cāṇakya who was Candragupta's helper. Because Candragupta was defeated, things became very hard for this Cāṇakya. He tried to examine closely what the reason was for his defeat. He disguised himself; dressed as a spy he roamed the whole land. No one could recognise Cāṇakya. Now in those days the householder's Dharma was this: when any guest or chance visitor came to the house, they would welcome him, see that he had a proper meal, and honour him. One day Cāṇakya went to a house. An old woman invited him in. She begged him, "Today please have your meal in our house before you go."