My name is Li Ke. Oh, no, that's wrong. My name is Li Shimin. When I transmigrated, I'd just taken a blade at Yanmen Pass. The moment I opened my eyes, I saw my big brother, Li Jiancheng, clutching me and crying so hard he had bubbles of snot coming out of his nose.
In my previous life, I was an internet company CEO. This time around, I started on nightmare difficulty at the end of the Sui dynasty. I was surrounded by competitors, my imperial father was an indecisive angel investor, and the soldiers under my command didn't even know what a KPI was.
No problem. I came prepared with the three classic moves of modern business.
Restructure the private army? Introduce equity incentives. Soldiers could exchange merit points for land, and overnight the Li family army became the "Tiance Mercenaries." While Wang Shichong next door was still drawing up battle formations, I was already analyzing the enemy's supply chain.
Conquering the realm is entrepreneurship, and ascending the throne is ringing the opening bell. I married Changsun Wuyou and made her my "HR director," brought Dugu Yan on board as my "Guanzhong network fixer," used scarcity marketing at Hulao Pass until Dou Jiande's warhorses ran off on their own, and opened the "Tiance Business School" in Chang'an to teach Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui performance management.
But I never expected the hardest person to deal with wouldn't be an enemy. It would be my big brother.
The first person to hug me and cry after I transmigrated had now been pushed to the opposite side by the system. He wanted to govern with benevolence; I wanted to let the data speak. He was the legitimate eldest heir, while I was the Tiance General whose achievements overshadowed the emperor. Our imperial father couldn't keep things fair, and the great clans were stabbing us in the back. The entire court was a partnership on the verge of collapse.
Then one day, I announced to all under heaven: this Great Tang is a partnership between my brother and me, and he owns half the shares in the realm. Only my big brother understands my stock option pool. It turns out that whether you're a CEO or an emperor, the best investment is always the person who held you and cried when you had nothing.
