Chapter 227: The Presentation in the Conference Room

In the office, a heated conversation was unfolding. Despite the good soundproofing, passersby outside could still hear the agitated voice of the technical director, which only deepened the worry on their faces.

"You can't do this, Steve!" Ed Catmull, hands braced on the desk, leaned forward, gazing with a burning intensity at the slightly balding middle-aged man behind him, "We're on the brink of success, just give us enough time, and we will make it, Steve. You can't just give up at this point."

Steve Jobs did not utter a word, simply removing his glasses from the bridge of his nose and began to clean them.