My Best Freeloader Is Now CEO
UpdatingEnglishUpdated
Read sample (1-chapter sample)Not yet available
Summary
During my four years of college, I didn't work a single day.
If I needed dinner, I called Lester. If I wanted a pack of cigarettes, I called Lester. Even the cash for our all-night gaming marathons at the local net cafe came straight out of his pocket.
On graduation day, he threw a heavy arm around my shoulder, his eyes bloodshot from cheap whiskey, and said:
"Bro, if you ever can't make it out there, come find me. I’ve got you covered for life."
Ten years later.
Under a highway overpass, on a bed of flattened cardboard, he was crouching in the shadows, chewing on a dry, stale crust of…
