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The school decided the lead for the new project based on how much sponsorship each candidate could bring in. I'd spent days running all over the city, bowing and scraping, begging countless people for support. I was ahead by three thousand yuan and on the verge of securing the project. And then—behind my back—my wealthy boyfriend slipped 160,000 to the runner-up. He said, "She's from a poor family. She needs this project more than you do." Well then. He can have his charity case, because I'm walking away from both—the man and the project.