I've been thinking about something these past few days, and it always strikes me: in this game, everything boils down to a single brutal rule. The winning king takes all, and the one who loses becomes a bandit in everyone's eyes. It's as simple and cruel as that.

You see, if you make money trading, suddenly your wife respects you, your family says you have potential, that you're smart. Everyone smiles at you. But lose, accumulate debt, and it's the exact opposite. Your wife talks about divorce, your family says you're wasting your life, that you're good for nothing. Society doesn't forgive losers.

But here's what intrigues me: there's nothing inherently good or bad about perseverance itself. If you lose 1 million today and keep going the same way to lose another, you were wrong. But if you lose 1 million now and persist to make 10 million later, then you were right. The winning king is never judged by his falls, only by his arrival.

Look at Jack Ma. He was a good teacher, stable, respected. He quit everything, sold his house, launched his dream. If it had failed, his parents would still tease him: "Why did you stop? That house we sold for 500,000 yuan is now worth 10 million." His wife would regret it. Everyone would say he wasn't up to the task.

But he succeeded, so now he's a legend. The entrepreneurial winning king.

That's why I love this story. It captures something true about the nature of risk and social judgment. No absolute morality, just results. And results, in the end, are all that matter.