MAX'S POV.
My heart was doing little jumps as I waited in the small restaurant for Mr Ferrari. He is an Italian investor who is looking for smaller companies to invest in, and well, I'm going to try my luck to see if he'll be interested in a deal I came up with. I had help from my team, a group of jobless mechanics who knew nothing but cars.
We just wanted to show them what we got, and let them do the rest.
They chose me as the spokesman, because they felt like I was more fit for the job since I am the youngest, I am the boss, and I look like a man who means business. Of course I happily agreed.
They even put in money to buy an expensive suit, so I'll look extra important. I have long taken off my earrings, and I allowed my hair to grow out. I no longer had a buzz cut, and I had it com
