I, the Director of Internet Operations, Sold Cloth in Ancient Times

Traveling back to the Wanli era, Lin Chen owed three thousand taels when he opened his eyes. A rag shop, a bad ledger, and a boy with eyes swollen from crying. Others relied on the imperial examination to make a comeback, but he did not. With a piece of indigo cloth, he trampled Suzhou City under his feet step by step. Assembly lines, color cards, and piecework by female workers—he introduced modern business methods into the Ming Dynasty dyeing workshop, and his monthly turnover exceeded 100 taels. His boats ran on the canals, and his cloth was sold in Songjiang and Hangzhou. Someone is targeting him. Shanxi Shanxi merchants, Suzhou weaving, North Korea and China's hidden lines - everyone wants to take a bite. But with every step he took, there was one more line of words in his mind. He has no backer. He himself is the backer.