Mason Doerr, with his blue eyes, baby face and curly hair, goes by Cardinal Mason online.
He went from serving Caesar salads to crying kids… and baked ziti to their pudgy parents… to millionaire at 24.
How? Freelance copywriting: writing marketing materials for other businesses.
And here’s the thing:
Mason wasn’t a natural-born entrepreneur. Never had a lemonade stand growing up. Never flipped candy on the playground. Never dreamed of making the big bucks.
Wasn’t exactly the hardest worker in the room, either.
Fast forward to college. His buddies are starting internships, getting into med school. Mason? A lost pup.