He had also lost before. He lost to a trader behind the scenes during the fight between Harbor Stocks and the Western capitalists.
The opponent’s advantage was too great and they got a decisive opportunity. If it had been someone else, they might only get a crushing defeat.
However, in Jasper’s view, all of those were not reasons for denying failure.
If you lost, you lost. It was fine to admit it.
On the contrary, this would only arouse his fighting spirit.
Old Master Law looked at Jasper deeply and said, “Jasper, don’t be too demanding of yourself.”
Jasper shook his head and smiled. “No, Old Master, I’m not being demanding with myself. I know very well that there are people better than me out there. It’s not shameful to lose once or twice.
“However, I need to get back this reputation whether it’s because of my position as a person of Somer descent or my personal point of view.”
Old Master Law frowned slightly and said nothing.
Jasper continued, “Old Master, you need to start from the present conditions, and your position and status as the elder generation are too sensitive. A slight move in one part may affect the situation as a whole, and it may become an international event, so you can’t rashly take action.
“But I’m different. If you throw me to the west, how many people will know who I am? I’m still young. This is my advantage and my protection. If I go to the western capital market to do something, no one will take me to the international level to deal with me.”
Old Master Law said with emotion, “However, you have to be clear that once you do it, us old people can’t help you directly because of many complicated reasons.”
Jasper smiled and said, “This is my own matter, why would I need help from others?”
These words sounded plain, but in fact, they were overbearing.
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