Jiang Zhiyu, a former Forbes U30 elite, is a genius CEO who personally put a technology company on Nasdaq. Once she was stabbed in the back by her partner and the company changed hands, she also fell from the altar with a net worth of tens of billions and became a "laosha" with eight-figure debt. Everyone is waiting to see her jokes and see how this once-powerful capital queen will end miserably. As a result, Jiang Zhiyu wiped away her tears, plunged into the market alley, and purchased a fly restaurant that was on the verge of closure. The friend was heartbroken: "Zhiyu! You are a top student who plays with capital, how can you take a big spoon?" Jiang Zhiyu adjusted his glasses and calmly pushed up a PPT: "About the "Laoxiang Zhangji" catering brand upgrade and three-year strategic plan." Friend: "..." Excuse me. Since then, the style of that greasy little restaurant in the south of the city has changed dramatically: it has created user portraits for fried dough sticks, bundled sales of soy milk, used big data to analyze diners' tastes, and even set KPIs for waiters. The diners lined up in a long queue while cursing, "How can eating feel like working?" The small restaurant became popular and became a popular place for Internet celebrities to check in, and venture capital broke the threshold. There is only one thing that troubles President Jiang - the handsome chef who lies on the counter and dozes off every day. She drove him, but he wouldn't leave. She doesn't want a salary increase, but he doesn't want it. Until one day, a rival who attempted a hostile takeover came to the door and was frightened to death by his words. Jiang Zhiyu:? This top chef, what other vests do you have that I don't know about? **Label:
