The Goddess's Personal Doctor
Chapter 510: Ideals and Reality

Chapter 510: Chapter 510: Ideals and Reality

"No way, no way. To dump such a tall, rich, and handsome guy for a black international student with AIDS, how blind can she be?"

"She wasn’t wealthy before, would you fall for a brick mover? Dream on!"

The students discussed among themselves for a while, then turned their attention back to Yang Yu.

At that moment, they seemed to understand the feelings Yang Yu had while saying those words.

Yang Yu continued, "When we were dating, I transferred all the living expenses for her three years of university. Even when her family was sick, I borrowed money everywhere to help them."

"Back then, my dream was just to go public with our relationship, holding hands with her openly on the campus of Tianhai University."

"But the reality was, she looked down on me for being a brick mover, let alone realizing my dream, even her circle of friends never had a trace of me."

"In the end, she tricked me saying her brother was critically ill with a heart condition and urgently needed 150,000. I borrowed from loan sharks and couldn’t repay, so I had no choice but to become a lead dancer at the Silver Horse Club."

Listening to Yang Yu’s words, images began to form in the students’ minds, and one by one, they quieted down.

"Later, I caught the eye of the owner of the Silver Horse Club, who was also my fiancée. She gave me a broad platform that helped me reach the pinnacle of my life, but not having attended university always remained my regret."

"That’s when Principal Lin came to me, saying I was outstanding and could become a distinguished alumnus of Tianhai University, wanting to readmit me. I agreed."

"Afraid of people saying Tianhai University students are incompetent, I specifically chose sports as my major, and you all know why."

It was a joke that would normally have been funny, but the students couldn’t bring themselves to laugh.

Behind this humorous joke was the bitter tears of Yang Yu—how could anyone feel like laughing?

"Now, I’ve achieved my former dream, and I’m even able to stand here discussing ideals and realities with you all—I’m already content," Yang Yu said with a smile, "and my current motto is ’In poverty, take care of oneself; in wealth, contribute to the world.’"

"My current dream is not just to be the number one person in Tianhai City, but to make the Tianhai Yang’s Alliance the number one business alliance in the world and to make this alliance the pride of Xia Country!"

"Reality is cruel; it doesn’t turn dreams into reality for anyone who has them. But isn’t the process of striving for those ideals the very meaning of our lives?"

"Everyone’s life has only one endpoint, and that’s the grave. And before I enter the grave, being able to die without regrets is the ideal I’m chasing. The five minutes are up, my speech is over, thank you all for listening, and thank you."

Yang Yu bowed to the audience, and immediately thunderous applause filled the room.

The boys were inspired, while the girls kept wiping away tears—that was the charm of Yang Yu’s speech.

Tao Zi was deeply moved by the charming Yang Yu on the stage.

The youngster wasn’t old, but that depth of worldly experience was deadly attractive!

Principal Lin also let out a long sigh of relief, clapping harder than anyone else: "Well spoken, well spoken!"

The most embarrassed person in the room was Wei Xinru. Originally thinking she could embarrass Yang Yu with information provided to her and gain fame herself, she ended up becoming the clown.

The experiences Yang Yu spoke of were not those of a kept man, but rather the inspiring drama of a hard-working country youngster!

Wei Xinru wanted to sneak away but was stopped by Principal Lin: "Ms. Wei Xinru, come to the principal’s office immediately, right now!"

Yang Yu didn’t leave immediately, but instead began interacting with the students.

The students raised their hands to ask questions one by one, and Yang Yu answered each one, creating a very pleasant atmosphere.

The students discovered that Yang Yu was nothing like the typical nouveau riche; he didn’t have any of the arrogance associated with the newly wealthy. Instead, he seemed more like a wise and gentle older brother.

The students couldn’t help but feel ashamed for their previous misunderstandings about Yang Yu and were filled with anger towards Wei Xinru, who had stirred the pot.

To think that such an alumnus could be slandered—those who slandered him were really crossing the line!

It wasn’t until after twelve that the students "let go" of Yang Yu, allowing Tao Zi to take him away.

Not long after the two left the auditorium, Wei Xinru came over with a gloomy face. "Senior Yang Yu, I’m sorry, sob sob..."

Yang Yu spoke indifferently, "I can understand your desire to succeed, but you must remember one thing: real success comes from working hard to improve yourself, not by stepping on others to achieve your goals."

"Yes, I understand," nodded Wei Xinru, "Thank you, Senior Yang Yu."

Seeing that Yang Yu wanted to leave, Wei Xinru could not help but ask, "Senior, don’t you want to know who gave me your information?"

"Resorting to such despicable tactics shows that my opponent really can’t do anything to me and simply wants to disgust me," said Yang Yu with disdain. "Such a person is not worthy of having me ask for their name."

Having said that, Yang Yu turned and left with a carefree ease.

Wei Xinru stood still, silently watching Yang Yu depart, her heart taking a long time to settle: "This is the breadth of Senior Yang Yu’s vision..."

Someone posted Yang Yu’s speech online, which once again caused an uproar on the internet.

People finally understood Yang Yu’s past, but no one dared to mock it anymore.

He was a young man who had fought against fate, and his struggle was recognized by his fiancée, thus leading him to soar to success—that was the opinion of many.

What others didn’t know was just how much Yang Yu had paid to stand where he stood today...

Yang Yu just wanted to have a peaceful new year; anything else could wait until after the festivities.

But for someone like him, even if he did not look for trouble, trouble would still find him.

With fifteen days left until the Spring Festival, Wu Zini from Australia called, "Mr. Yang, we’ve encountered a big problem and have no choice but to ask for your help."

Yang Yu was very polite, "Sister Zini, what’s the problem? Tell me."

"An expert gambler from overseas has come and won all our casino’s profits for this month," explained Wu Zini. "I’m afraid if he keeps winning, I’ll have no choice but to close the doors and then negotiate with him to stop him from ruining our business. But he’s made an outrageous demand, asking for ten billion US dollars right off the bat."

Yang Yu casually asked, "Where did that guy come from, and have you looked into it?"

"He’s from the Miller Family in Las Vegas, M Country, named David Miller," said Wu Zini, who clearly had done her research, "Mr. Yang, what do you think we should do about this situation?"

"A trifle," Yang Yu laughed, "Since the Miller Family wants to mess with our venue, don’t blame me for going to their venue and earning some year-end bonuses for the staff."