During my half-year internship at the institute, I worked as a grandson during the day and went to nightclubs as a model to make money.
The law firm was hosting a banquet for a big client, and while I was squatting in a corner eating rice balls, I was ridiculed by a Harvard woman from the same period as "I have no money but I still pretend to be aloof."
But I heard the big client pointing to the corner and laughing at the partners: "The models in your law firm are better at acting than our salesmen!"
I suddenly looked up - wasn't the big client who hit my chest with a wad of cash the same person who paid for the whole show last night?
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