The preliminary arrangements for the funding meeting had been made, and now we were waiting for Sun Wanhao’s side to pull in people to inject funds.
The news also reached the Wanxiang country at the same time.
During this period of time, Zat Wanliu could be said to have been worried out of his mind.
The main reason was also because of Zat Baiha’s series of tumultuous operations.
Not to mention that it had defeated his own reputation, it had not done much damage to Lin Mo either.
Perhaps the only thing he had achieved was to f*ck over the Gan family, who were working with Lin Mo.
Of course if he knew the truth of the matter, he might have been even more worried.
“Lord Zaat, what’s bothering you that you’re drinking alone.
Don’t you feel bored?”
With a hearty laugh, a middle-aged man of nearly fifty years of age stepped through the door.
Although this man looked slim, the aura of the upper echelon was displayed in his hands and feet.
Under his fine gold-rimmed gla*ses, his gaze was as sharp as an eagle’s eye.
When Zatvanliu heard the movement, he raised his eyebrows, but when he saw the visitor, his face changed into a smile.
As he rose, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes.
The man who came was none other than the Chief Financial Officer, Mr. Coffett, a super minister who held the lifeline of the Vientiane economy.
If he could bring him into his camp, he could be said to have half a foot in the throne.
But Ficot’s attitude was ambiguous, being in touch with every prince but keeping a distance from all of them.
And Zatvanliu, who is also one of the three most important ministers, understands that this approach is purely for self-preservation, and that it is impossible for this Coffett to stand in line until the last moment, whether in the face of the current King Jiayuan I or the next king.
This is what surprised Zatvanliu, how this old greaser had been willing to show his face.
“Chief Ficot, what is blowing today?”
“It’s not that I miss an old friend and have come to visit him at home.
How come you’re not welcome?”
“How can you not be welcome, if it weren’t for the fact that our duo’s identities are too sensitive, I would have sought you out for a drink long ago.”
After introducing the other man to the living room with enthusiasm, Zatvanliu immediately sent out an order, “Fetch that bottle of 80-year-old Romanée-Con from my cellar.”
“I’m going to have a nice gla*s of wine with our Treasurer General, today.”
Coffett’s eyes lit up at the name of the wine.
Clearly he would be a good wine drinker too.
“I’ve heard that Lord Zat has a good collection of wine in his possession, and today I’ll have a taste of it.”
“If you like it, let’s not get drunk today.
I’ve heard that you’re a very good drinker, but today I’ll finally have the chance to see it.”
Just as Zatvanliu was getting excited, Coffett waved his hand, “No, no, no, I’ve come here with business today.”
“It would be bad to get drunk.”
Zatvanliu looked puzzled, and immediately heard the point between the words.
Only he didn’t point it out at first, and instead changed the subject.
“In that case, then let the underlings pack you up extremely well, after all, cousin’s wife also likes to drink red wine.”
“Right, speaking of which, it’s been a while since I’ve seen my cousin’s sister-in-law, how is the Chief Lady’s health these days?”
Outsiders may not know that the wife of the Minister of State and Treasurer General on this side is none other than a distant cousin.
“Fine fine, she’s still chattering about it these days, Zat you don’t even take your cousin-in-law for a visit.
A good kinship has been alienated by you.”
When Zat Wanliu heard this, he pretended to be embarra*sed and said back, “I am to blame for this, I will definitely bring my in-laws to visit some time later.”
“That’s what you said, be sure to come then.”
By now the drinks were ready on the table, and the two men lifted their red wine gla*ses and gently clinked them.