Chen Zhou died suddenly to the sound of an order notification, then opened his eyes to find himself back in the university district of 2008.
That year, smartphones were not yet widespread, delivery platforms had yet to take shape, and students still ordered food by phone or flyer.
He had no capital and no System. With just a handwritten menu, a few old electric bikes, and a group of young people nobody believed in, he opened the first campus delivery station.
From delivering meals on rainy nights to orders pouring in through the campus forum, from a humble food stall to a business network spanning the university district, he was determined to get ahead of the curve before the winds of change truly began to blow.
