I'm Shooting the Condor, and the Old Man Asked Me to Take over the Southern Song Dynasty at the Beginning

My name is Guo Jing, but I am not the Guo Jing you know. My soul comes from a major Internet company eight hundred years in the future. I was a project manager in my previous life and died working overtime for seventy-two consecutive hours. After traveling to the world of Condor Shooting for eighteen years, I just wanted to live a leisurely life herding sheep and fishing. As a result, Genghis Khan suddenly called me into the tent and threw me a token: "Guo Jing, I will give you the Song Dynasty." Tuo Lei said I was the chosen one, Zhe Bie went around bragging that his apprentice was promising, Hua Zheng rushed into the tent overnight, grabbed me by the collar and asked, "How many will you marry when you get to Jiangnan?" And there was only one thought in my mind - is this a fucking KPI? What Genghis Khan wanted was three hundred thousand taels of silver per year plus a palace. What the Jiangnan family wants is to protect their own interests. Quanzhen Cultist Qiu Chuji came to negotiate, demanding "martial arts autonomy." Martial arts masters from all walks of life in the Central Plains are gearing up, waiting to test the new boss's bottom line. They all thought that Guo Jing was a simple and honest boy who was easy to bully. Sorry, everyone. In my last life, I worked in a large company for eight years. What I was best at was using OKR to dismantle strategic goals, using game theory to deal with stakeholders, and using performance appraisal to deal with troublesome employees. Guan Jiangnan? That's a project. And my project management experience tells me that the first step in taking over any mess is to let everyone know who is responsible. The Eighteen Subduing Dragons govern people, and the Nine Yin Sutra governs money. This is the story of a time traveler who used modern management thinking to start a business in the late Song Dynasty.