The Son-In-Law of the Common Man: the Commoner Controls the South of the Yangtze River

Dressed as a son-in-law, I will not be angry but smile. In his previous life, he was a supermarket director, and his best skill was being a white wolf with nothing to show for it. Overlord clause? I rewrote it into my own talisman. No capital? I used my dowry to open a hotpot restaurant and repaid the money in three days. Is someone counterfeiting my clothing? I burned it in public, and my reputation increased. Want to play business war with me? I use modern thinking to reduce dimensionality to attack the entire ancient business district. My identity as a son-in-law is just my most low-key disguise.