Jiang Cheng patted Zhou Wei's head and advised, "As long as you're not stealing or robbing, there's no profession that's improper!
Zhou Wei looked at Jiang Cheng, smiling helplessly, and said, "Jiang, don't comfort me. Many successful people think being a racer has no future!
"Do I look like a successful person to you?" Jiang Cheng retorted. He founded XunTeng at a young age, held at least one independent research patent, and mentored five consecutive top scorers.
All of this made Zhou Wei nod repeatedly, answering, "You did! But you're so successful, weren't you also just a racer at times?
Looking at the somewhat insecure Zhou Wei, Jiang Cheng seemed to see his younger self.
Was he once just like Zhou Wei, often discouraged by others? As he thought about it, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but shake his head and said to Zhou Wei, "Zhou Wei, come with me to a place. I'll tell you a story."
