Two days later.
Jensen Huang was in LAX aboard his private jet Bombardier Global 7500. He was on the window seat, staring at the airplanes that were taking off from the runway.
Today, he was on his way to the Philippines to personally chat with Timothy Guerrero, as their progress on decoding the chip he had bought from him was making no progress, even despite telling him that it'll take years to crack.
But Timothy doesn't know yet that he'll come, and coming without notification would surely be a surprise to him and may not accommodate him despite him being the CEO of NVIDIA.
Well, good thing his secretary had already emailed Timothy Guerrero and is awaiting reply.
Marcus approached with a phone in hand, his expression tense but controlled. "Sir," he said carefully, "you might want to take this. It's Timothy Guerrero—he's on the line."
