Huratio Baker frowned, his complexion evidently displeased. He began to speak, "Today, we encountered an unexpected problem in the company. We need some funds for compensation and operation now. Uncle Mathias asked you here to look into the details, to ask if you would help or add insult to injury."
He wasn't feeling well internally.
Although today's loss wouldn't ruin him, and their second family's industry wasn't just related to securities, but having to pay over twenty billion was indeed a significant bleed-out.
After all, how much could be allocated from the dividends and capital turnover? They had to withdraw from other companies to alleviate the current ordeal.
The meeting room fell silent as a graveyard.
All the greybeards turned to look at Caleb Baker, who sat nonchalantly on the side. They were not oblivious that he was the crown prince of the Baker family—after all, he was a notch above their bosses.
