People just shouldn't compare themselves, because once you encounter a prodigy-like newcomer, that already shaky line of self-confidence in your heart trembles even more violently.
But the problem is that Xu Qingyan himself didn't think he was that great. Although he had a music and movie library in his mind, he didn't have the slightest bit of pride.
Compared with Pei Muchan and Lin Wanzhou, whether it was in terms of professional abilities or other aspects, he felt somewhat inadequate. These things couldn't be made up for just with money.
There was still a lot to learn, and a long way to go.
The car entered the underground parking lot of a luxurious residential area. Xu Qingyan locked the car and had just handed the keys back to Pei Muchan when he realized something was off about the place.
Looking around, he noticed the cars were either Rolls-Royces or 911s; even Mercedes-Benzes were rare to see.