I, Gu Zhao, am an ordinary social beast from the history department.
When I opened my eyes, I saw the Tang Dynasty, a dilapidated house, and hungry people.
My goal is simple: get a "passing residence" (hukou) and have a full meal.
For a piece of cake, I helped a Persian businessman translate tax laws, and accidentally revealed the knowledge reserves of "Tang Lv Shu Yi".
Persian businessman:!
In order to get a job in a large company, I wrote a multilingual prophecy of the border war on the message board.
Miss Shen family:! !
In order to show off in my new position, I pointed out the humidity problem in their warehouse and avoided a loss of millions.
All stewards:! ! !
I really just want to be a clerk safely!
But Shen Mingyue, the beautiful iceberg CEO, directly handed over the Western Region caravan worth hundreds of millions to me!
"Mr. Gu, please decide the route of the caravan."
Looking at her completely trusting eyes, I panicked.
It's over, you've boasted too much, you can't pretend anymore!
Wait, isn't that sneaky second manager on the street corner conspiring with the black hands who manipulate food prices?
It seems that the water in Chang'an City is deeper than I thought.
With my small body, I won't be involved in a fight between gods just after eating, right?
