The Concubine's Business Practices

At the Mid-Autumn Festival night banquet, she was pushed into the gate of hell by her husband's family with a glass of poisonous wine. Meng Wantang, who had narrowly escaped death, walked into the rag shop in Nancheng, holding a piece of paper and a letter of departure and 10,000 taels of compensation. Everyone is waiting to see her joke - what kind of drama can a divorced concubine make? Three years later. She has five business lines, 19 branches, and an annual revenue of 500,000 taels. She founded Yunshang Logistics, which shortened the north-south freight transportation time by half; she obtained Daqi's first private bill number license, and the exchange network covered five cities; she teamed up with Shanxi merchants to open up northwest trade routes and sold grassland furs into the Forbidden City. The prince and the king of Yan competed to win over each other, and the minister of household affairs broke the rules for her. Even the emperor approved four words on the secret book - "I understand." What she relies on is not taking sides, not being attached, and not relying on anyone's charity. It's the beads of the abacus that are picked out one by one. But the higher she stood, the more eyes stared at her. The princes wanted to pull her on board, and the dignitaries wanted to bite a piece of flesh from her body. She won't get on anyone's boat. "I don't want a clear gun or sugarcoat. I want to build my own boat."