"Durell, you didn't say you were coming over today~" Dean recognized the voice immediately.
In Silicon Valley, aside from the straightforward "Rocketman" Valentine.
Durell's "improvisational" style often led him to take surprisingly unpredictable actions.
Just like now, simply because he happened to use the Explorer browser at home once again.
He dropped the work he had been halfway through with and headed straight for Dean's office at Byte.
Then, finding Dean wasn't there, he didn't even think before rushing over to Netscape.
"It turns out we're on the same page, right now we're both focusing on the same thing."
After entering, Durell didn't hesitate to grab a chair and sit down.
He knew everyone in the room and they all shared deep relationships.
"Tell me, when can I get in on Netscape?
In Silicon Valley, no startup can survive without venture capital, and it's not a matter of funds."
"So you're sure it'll be a good business?" Dean turned his chair to face him.
