She once asked her father, "Dad, why do you love soccer so much?"
"It's simple. Because in soccer, I see one of humanity's most primitive instincts."
"Instincts?"
"Don't you think the way players fight for the ball on the field is just like our ancestors hunting prey in the primeval jungle?"
"The whole process is fraught with danger. It's not just the ultimate test of the human body, but also a showcase for the hunter's intellect, pushed to its absolute limit. Only when you've perfected all of this do you have a chance to capture your prey—to score a goal!"
"So, the world of soccer is, in essence, a wild hunt for a goal!"
At the time, Shen Qinghe couldn't fully understand what her father meant.
She just thought it was her father's own interpretation of soccer, colored by his love for hunting in the capital markets.
But now, she was beginning to understand more and more what her father meant by "instincts."
