"No, that's impossible. There couldn't possibly be any more Bitcoin. There's no way he could produce any more. That must have been everything he had!"
Musk forced himself to stay composed, fighting for one last chance.
But Sarah merely smiled faintly. "Didn't you also think those hundreds of thousands were impossible? And they came from Huaxia, where Bitcoin developed the slowest. So can you explain where those hundreds of thousands of Bitcoins came from?"
Musk was rendered speechless again.
How could he explain it?
Even now, he still couldn't believe any of this. Someone in Huaxia actually possessed such a staggering amount of Bitcoin, yet he, the largest Bitcoin holder, had known nothing about it.
"But our company is in trouble right now. If you won't help, the company isn't mine alone." Musk pretended to sound deeply aggrieved.
Sarah sneered. "The company isn't yours alone, yet you're the only one who gets to make decisions. I gave you advice before, but did it make even the slightest difference? Your arbitrary and dictatorial ways have harmed yourself and the entire company."
Musk grew irritated. "Your father will also have to bear the company's losses, won't he? Why do something that only brings pain to your own side and joy to your enemies?"
Sarah didn't answer immediately. Instead, she rose gracefully and said calmly, "My father already knows about this. I told him as well, and he gave me full authority to decide."
"We're only minor shareholders. Even if we lose everything, the loss would only be a few billion dollars. Our family can afford that."
"But there's no way we'll let you drag us into losing tens of billions over those few billion. I told you, we're investors, not philanthropists."
"You can continue your meeting. I'll leave first. And by the