Coming home, chilled to the bone and exhausted with an empty stomach, I didn't bother to rush to the kitchen as usual but dropped my head against the window, listlessly. It didn't help. That mocking snicker still haunted me, distorting itself into grating shriek, driving my mind and body into the irresistible dark hole of nonentity.
The very first meeting of Young Enterprise program was not what I imagined. Thirteen British and one Vietnamese students from five colleges in Croydon gathered to found a real company. With the helpful guide from two advisers, we discussed its legal name and f…
