He printed ten sheets of perforated card stock on his inkjet printer. The silver foil was just gray ink, but in the dim light of his apartment, it looked like platinum.
At 8:00 AM, Leo walked into the conference room. Across the table sat Victoria Chen, the queen of angel investors. She didn't shake hands. She just stared.
“Pro digital designer? $200,” read the first site.
“I did,” Leo said. “Last night.”
