I, a modern business tycoon, died suddenly and traveled through time to become Wang Mang's son, Wang Lin.
Before he had time to digest his identity, he was pulled into his head and chatted privately:
"Brother, are you wearing it too? That's great! You can take over this place, I screwed up."
Me: "???"
It turns out that my father, Wang Mang, is also a time traveler. He wanted to build socialism twenty years ago, but his political skills were so bad that he offended everyone in the government and the public. Now that the world is about to be in chaos, he just wants to run away and go to Zhongnan Mountain to do scientific research.
So, I, a businessman who only talked about business, worked on KPIs, and did capital operations, was pushed to the shelf and became the emperor.
The first week after taking over the mess: stabilizing food prices, rectifying officialdom, and using options and futures routines to become powerful.
The first month after taking over: the battle of Kunyang, using gunpowder and psychological warfare to draw Liu Xiu, the son of the plane.
The first year after taking over: Heroes from all walks of life joined the family one after another, and the harem gradually took shape - the ambiguity of the eldest sister Wang Yan, the game of Zhao Feiyan, the cultivation of Yin Lihua, the political marriage of Guo Shengtong...
As for my cheap dad, while he was working on a glass paper steam engine in Zhongnan Mountain, he was complaining crazily in his mind: "Are you running a country? You are running a company!"
Me: "Shut up, you are more active than anyone else during KPI assessment."
This is the story of a business tycoon who used MBA thinking to rebuild his country and turn his father's idealism into reality.
Many years later, when all the nations came to Korea and the ocean-going fleet set sail, I stood on the tower and said to my father's portrait:
"Brother, the sun never sets on our empire."
