Pei Qian gently patted Ma Yiqun on the shoulder.
"I think you weren't well-received on Limitless Chinese Language Network because the editor was jealous of your talent. Your writing skills are way ahead of our times. It's not your fault that the readers cannot relate to what you write."
A realization dawned on Ma Yiqun. "Boss Pei, have you read the novels I wrote?"
"No," replied Pei Qian, shaking his head. "However, I can see your talent in your eyes.
"If we want our website to succeed, we cannot follow the exact path that Limitless Chinese Language Network traveled. Otherwise, no matter how well we do, we will always only be an imitation of Limitless Chinese Language Network. How can we talk about making tight corners and making swift progress then?"
Ma Yiqun seemed to understand.