Later, the successful people who took the stage included those who opened auto repair shops, worked in cleaning services, and even ran maternity hotels.
The principal felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
Could it be that there isn’t a single student from our school who looks even a little prestigious?
Principal Zhu took a deep breath.
No, I can’t continue .
If this goes on, what will happen to the face of our Modu University of Technology?
He couldn’t possibly have his students becoming mechanics, cleaners, and nannies, could he?
At this moment, Principal Zhu’s gaze focused on a student.
This student was wearing an Armani suit, looking high-class and sophisticated.
Most importantly, he was wearing glasses, appearing cultured and refined, clearly a successful person.
The principal couldn’t help but ask, "Student, what do you do?"
That student adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said, "I work in finance."
Upon hearing the student’s words, the principal’s eyes lit up.
Finally, someone reliable, in finance, this surely looks prestigious.
"Then please share some of your success experiences with your juniors," the principal said with a smile.
That student nodded and then came up to the podium.
"Dear students, do you feel lost in life? Feel like the future holds no prospects? You can follow me. Our company’s goal is to make every employee a millionaire, living in a mansion and driving a Rolls-Royce."
Even the students looked bewildered.
What kind of company is this, so prestigious, so incredible.
Just then, the sound of an ambulance siren, the DiDi sound, came from outside, and several medical staff rushed onto the stage, dragging the so-called successful person away.
Then, a middle-aged woman said apologetically, "Sorry, my son didn’t take his medicine today, and somehow he ended up at your school."
Principal Zhu almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.
This isn’t a celebrity sharing session; it’s a public embarrassment gala.
The principal completely lost it.
The previously excited eyes of the students dimmed.
It turned out their school was actually so mediocre.
Otherwise, why can people selling kebabs, running supermarkets, and working in cleaning be school celebrities?
If they all ended up , in today’s competitive society, what prospects do they have?
Principal Zhu took a deep breath; he knew they had to bring out their grand finale.
The so-called grand finale was Zhang Ming and Ye Chen.
These two were genuinely big shots.
Principal Zhu took a deep breath and said, "Next, let’s welcome the Chairman of Fangkai Group, Zhang Ming, to give a speech."
"Fangkai Group, isn’t it a big name in real estate?"
"Oh wow, finally a noteworthy big shot."
At this moment, Zhang Ming rose proudly.
The so-called celebrities before made Zhang Ming laugh till his stomach hurt.
What were these people compared to himself?
Zhang Ming said calmly, "Students, my name is Zhang Ming, and I am a student of our Modu Institute of Technology. I can tell everyone that I own a group company worth ten billion in market value, and under me, there are ten thousand employees."
Actually, Zhang Ming’s words were exaggerated, something about ten billion, actually just two billion, and the ten thousand employees were only about three thousand.
But in this kind of occasion, when can he brag if not now?
Principal Zhu, after hearing Zhang Ming’s introduction, was moved to tears.
Finally, a student who can be showcased.
At this moment, the students below were also having lively discussions, their eyes filled with admiration.
Zhang Ming looked around the entire venue with a face full of pride.
Finally, his gaze landed on Ye Chen.
How about it? Pretend to be great with me, do you match up?
"Our company has projects in real estate, catering, and over a dozen other sectors, and we have commercial cooperation with more than half of Hua Country’s top 500 enterprises."
Zhang Ming boasted more and more confidently.
The students at the scene listened with rapt attention.
This is a real big shot.
Principal Zhu couldn’t help but stand up: "Do you see? This is our outstanding alumnus, let’s cheer and applaud for him."
Thunderous applause erupted.
The students’ hearts were excited.
They finally saw hope.
Zhang Ming graduated from their school, which means they have the chance to achieve such success too.
Looking at the students below staring at him with admiration, Zhang Ming was full of pride. Newest update provided by N()velFire.net
This feeling of being the focus of everyone’s attention, is truly amazing.
Ye Chen sat below, quietly watching Zhang Ming show off.
Principal Zhu excitedly said, "Zhang Ming, I wonder how many job opportunities you can provide for us juniors?"
Zhang Ming proudly said, "Our family’s businesses cover all industries; I can provide jobs for all the juniors, wrap it all up."
Principal Zhu was even more excited.
"Zhang Ming, what kind of positions can you offer these juniors?" Principal Zhu couldn’t help but ask.
"Our construction company lacks carpenters and bricklayers, with generous pay, six thousand yuan a month."
Principal Zhu’s previously excited expression instantly cooled down.
This really treats our students as migrant workers?
A teacher said, "Zhang Ming, many of our students are studying financial management."
"Sure, our construction site is currently short of accountants. Oh, and we have a supermarket where they can be cashiers."
At this moment, the principal’s face completely collapsed.
Are our Modu University of Technology graduate students going to your supermarket as cashiers, becoming carpenters and bricklayers for you?
The scene was in an uproar.
Clearly, many students below were also very agitated.
"Does it mean that Modu Institute of Technology students have no future after graduation?"
"Had I known, I wouldn’t have chosen Modu Institute of Technology."
"Yes, I regret it so much."
Zhang Ming also noticed the students’ dissatisfaction and continued, "Students, don’t disdain the jobs I’m offering. Do you know how hard it is to find a job now? Are there any claims for students from Modu Institute of Technology when you go out? So don’t aim too high. Although our jobs are a bit tough, there’s a future. Just keep moving bricks well, and maybe you’ll become a foreman with a monthly salary over ten thousand."
The students completely lost it.
So, after four years of college, we are just a bunch of migrant workers.
Principal Zhu’s face was full of disappointment.
He originally hoped some successful students could redeem the school’s reputation, but now it seemed he was too optimistic.
It looks like Modu Institute of Technology is really trash since they don’t even have a single presentable student.
At this moment, his gaze suddenly fell on Ye Chen.
Right, there’s still the last hope.
Zhang Ming still wanted to continue showing off when Principal Zhu angrily said, "What are you pretending for, this isn’t a migrant worker job fair, just get off the stage."
At this time, Principal Zhu was about to invite Ye Chen, but saw Ye Chen stand up and walk out.
Principal Zhu’s heart sank. Could it be that Ye Chen was feeling guilty and wanted to leave?
Zhang Ming also noticed Ye Chen getting up to leave, laughing out loud, "See? This is the senior you admire, can’t beat me. At least I can provide jobs; he just got scared and ran away."