In my senior year of high school, my parents cut off every cent of my living expenses and tried to force me to drop out.
With nowhere else to turn, I enrolled at an elite school packed with rich heirs.
My grades were good enough to earn a full tuition waiver, but tuition was not going to keep me fed.
After going hungry for half a month, I finally worked up the courage to face the classmates who never studied and ask, “Does anyone need their homework done? It’s only five yuan per assignment.”
The young masters and heiresses, who had been busy showing off their wealth, fell silent and stared at me in shock.
Then the room erupted.
“Five yuan? Who do you think you’re insulting? Five hundred—I’m first!”
“Five thousand! Put me at the front!”
“Fifty thousand—and I mean dollars!”
“I’ll top every bid! Let’s see who dares fight me for first place today!”
