Zhang Jingdong glanced at the distant mountains: "Of course not, before I was 6, not only was I not confident, but I also felt very inferior."
"Don't even mention facing difficulties, back then I was afraid to play with the neighbor's kids, and I didn't dare to stay at home alone."
"Until one day my grandfather told me something, he said the source of the Yangtze River is actually just a tiny puddle, and every drop of water in it represents a child."
"They travel thousands of miles, encounter countless bumps and hurdles along the way, have innumerable reasons to stop, but still they tenaciously overcome all the dangers, and finally succeed in reaching the ocean."
"Do you think you are smaller than a tiny drop of water? If it can overcome so many obstacles, can't you? Are you even inferior to a tiny drop of water?"
At this point, Zhang Jingdong turned to look at Liang Feng: "Since then, I gradually became the person I am now."
