"With money, you can get a degree. That's why there are so many incompetent people in society earning high salaries, while talented ones have no place to shine. You're stifling the social progress and development. You're a plague!"
"..." Fu Mingjun was assaulted by Jing Yiren's barrage of words, a face full of scolding.
He was just the messenger, for goodness' sake. He was unfairly berated. He didn't want thing to be like this either.
Although Jing Yiren was right, she couldn't generalize everything. There were really outstanding students, those with ability and good grades, who also managed to secure jobs after obtaining their graduation certificates.
But indeed, there were some students who, due to their bad family conditions, ended up sweeping streets, working on construction sites, or being waiters even after graduating from college.
