The rest of the meeting was a blur of arguments over how the shares would be divided. When it finally ended, the first person to storm out without so much as a glance or a word was Jensen, the CEO. For the first time in a long while, he felt powerless. Without acknowledging anyone or offering a greeting despite the employees trying to talk to him which was highly unusual had he had been a kind and easy-going boss who talked to them regularly, he bolted out the door and into the private garage at the back of the company building. His mind was foggy, weighed down with uncertainty. His fingers fumbled through his phone, and there it was—the keys to his car.
As he walked toward it, the sound of someone shouting his name cut through the silence. He turned around to see his friend and co-founder, Henry Tsai, rushing toward him.
"Jensen!" Henry called out, his voice strained with emotion.
Jensen stopped in his tracks and snapped, "What, Henry? What is it?"