"You’re reading the wrong line," Leo said, tapping her spreadsheet.
Elena winced. The juicer was sitting in the corner, barely used. "You’re reading the wrong line," Leo said, tapping
"You’re an artist with flavor, Elena. But you’re flying blind. You need financial intelligence. Not to become an accountant—to become the pilot ." "You’re reading the wrong line
She was broke. And terrified.
Leo pointed to her P&L. "You sold $50,000 of lemonade. But you recorded that as 'revenue' the moment you shipped it to the grocery stores, right?" " Leo said