I Was Doing Takeout in the Qing Dynasty

Shen Mo, the former city manager of Meituan, died suddenly and traveled to the 33rd year of Kangxi. When he woke up, he was a poor man in the capital. He only owned a small restaurant that was about to close down. The time-honored brand across the street was eyeing him. The creditor was going to take over the house in three days. Everyone was waiting to see his joke. Until he put on the blue waistcoat and said to the three beggars: "From today on, you are not beggars, you are riders Shen Ji." "Our slogan is: Deliver anything quickly." Three years later, blue waistcoats were everywhere in the capital. Five years later, he took over water transportation and halved the court's food loss. Ten years later, he established an exchange network and banknotes were circulated in half of China. Twenty years later, he became the president of the Beijing General Chamber of Commerce, with thousands of riders under his command. But just when he was at his most prosperous, he did something that no one could understand— He distributed all his family property to his subordinates, wore an old waistcoat, and left Beijing quietly. Someone asked him why. He said: "People who plant trees do not plant trees to enjoy the shade themselves." This is the story of a small person who started from a shabby food shop, used modern thinking to reduce dimensionality to attack the Qing Dynasty business, and finally retreated bravely.