Thinking back to this, the man laughed self-deprecatingly, "To be honest, I worked harder than ever back then. Maybe it was because I was very talented when I was young that I didn't need to study particularly hard, and my grades were the best in the class. My teachers also liked me the most. Maybe I was the center of attention from a young age."

Many people envy me, including my parents. When I was little, the teachers would praise me for my excellent parenting, saying that we all hoped to see how well I raised my child and that other students could learn from me.

At the time, I felt that my life was so wonderful, even full of sunshine. But after I became like that, I just couldn't accept that my once bright and sunny youth had to end up like this.

I can't accept the blow this result dealt me. Every time I encounter such difficult clients, I try my best to solve the problems they want me to solve. But later I found that some people are just taking their frustrations out on me because they are unhappy with their lives or in a bad mood.

It's not that my project was bad or that I did a poor job; it's just that they were taking out their frustrations on me. I've encountered this more than once, and you could say I'll encounter it every day in my job search.

After encountering these people for a long time, I start to wonder if my own energy is insufficient, or if my mood is too low, which is why I keep attracting such people. The people I hate most are attracted to me, and they constantly cause me all sorts of pain.

But when I turned around, I saw that your parents' company was doing exceptionally well, and their careers were thriving, while mine was doing so poorly. I couldn't accept this extremely unbalanced situation.

I couldn't accept this painful situation. Over time, I started to think that I had done something wrong, or that I had chosen the wrong career. I started changing jobs, constantly changing, but in reality, no matter how many jobs I changed...

I will still encounter those things that I haven't been able to resolve before. Those things are like a stubborn plaster, constantly pestering me. It seems like they will never let me go in this lifetime. No matter what job I change, I will still be unable to get rid of these things.

Over time, I started to feel jealous of your parents, and this made me constantly feel that my current situation was caused by them.

Or, if they had stood up for me when other employees were gossiping about me, things wouldn't be so bad now. Maybe I wouldn't have resigned then, and if I hadn't resigned, I wouldn't have encountered the series of troubles that followed.

This idea does lighten my burden somewhat. Because I've placed all my responsibilities on your parents; whenever I'm unhappy, I blame them.

This situation also turned me into an extremely hardworking person. Perhaps I only knew how to work hard before, but later, in order to one day stand on the same side as your parents, I started to work incredibly hard.

This situation didn't bring me any good results; instead, it made my health worse and worse. Until one day, I finally became the boss of a company. Originally, I was just an employee there, but I later discovered that I could also be the boss, which was something I never dared to imagine before.

Ever since my parents and I decided not to become partners, I've become incredibly insecure and have a very low self-esteem. I've started to feel like there are many things I'm not good enough for.

Over time, this feeling haunted me, causing me pain, and I couldn't explain the suffering and torment it brought me. But at the time, I felt fortunate that I was able to help a company owner.

I could compete with your parents; their business is so successful, they might beat others. But I did business with them for so many years; we were partners. As the saying goes, know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.

I've had so much contact with them, so of course I understand them very well. It's also easy for me to discover their weaknesses from their personalities, including which aspects of their company are not their strengths, or which aspects they are lacking in.

I am well aware that I used these things to do many bad things to them, but in the end I found that I still couldn't hurt them, no matter how hard I tried.

But in the end, their company always managed to beat me. It seemed that no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't compare to them. This sense of defeat made me envious and pained all over again.

Later, I don't know what happened, but I suddenly regarded them as my enemies. I started to desperately try to defeat them, but not only did I fail to defeat them, I also made them stronger and stronger.

Through competing with me, they learned a lot of experience they lacked before, and then they grew stronger and stronger. But this is not the result I wanted to see. I even feel that I am too stupid. After doing these things, I always blame myself for not being rigorous enough, or for my plans not being thorough enough.

That's why this situation happened, and I kept looking for solutions. But one day, your parents said that if we continued to compete like this, it would negatively impact the relationship between our two families, as well as the company.

If this difficulty could be resolved, they were willing to accept any conditions. I said at the time that if they were willing to give me the company and let me acquire it, I would give them a good position, or they could receive a very generous monthly bonus without having to work at all.

This is probably what others dream of. After all, who wouldn't want to be able to make money while just loafing around every day? I also said that I could sign a contract with them and guarantee that I wouldn't regret it, but they were unwilling no matter what. They felt that my abilities were not enough to support the merger of the two companies.

So they started their real battle with me. I thought I could win, but in reality, I lost very quickly. They successfully acquired my company and became a dominant force in the area. At that point, I was just a loser.