After Wen Qiang understood, he stood up directly and came to Zat Wanliu’s side with a warm smile.
“Greetings, Lord Zaat!”
“It is because the Treasurer General was suddenly physically ill after drinking from His Excellency’s side.
According to what the subordinates said, it seems that the excessive drinking has caused paralysis in the lower half of his life!”
Speaking at this point, Wen Qiang stopped speaking, his eyes staring intently at Zat Wanliu’s expression, as if he wanted to see something.
However, after Zat Wanliu heard this news, his expression suddenly froze, his eyes full of astonishment.
At the same time, he secretly spat in his heart, “This old fox is also acting too much.
He would do anything to avoid this dispute over the throne.
Of course, while he thought this in his heart, his expression was full of self-blame: “I’m to blame for this!”
“If I hadn’t been pouring wine, Lord Coffett wouldn’t have known it was so.”
At this point, Zatvanliu was close to beating his chest.
“Your Highness, I would like to go and see to it, after all, this is because of me.”
That genuine look was as anxious as if he had heard that his brother-in-arms was ill.
When the Grand Prince heard this, his arm, which had been propping up his chin, suddenly tilted and almost knocked against the armrest.
You old foxes, I haven’t even asked you a question yet, and you’re thinking of running away.
“Uncle Zat, there is no hurry first.”
“My king has sent the great witch doctor to visit, and now the treasurer-general is bedridden, in sooth not to endanger his life.
Later the king will accompany you.”
Want to slip away?
Do you think the king is a child?
Zatvanliu’s heart was bitter, the original excuse to run away was not only blocked, but he even had to take the Grand Prince with him.
Brother Coffett, you can’t blame me for this!
After Zatvanliu silently thought in his heart, the originally tense expression on his face also instantly relaxed a lot.
“So, that’s good!”
Taking advantage of this break in conversation, Wen Qiang at the side once again side-stepped the conversation and asked, “Lord Zaat, the Lord Treasurer, nowadays, is physically ill.”
“His Highness is also worried, so he wants to ask what the two lords have been drinking today, so that we can tell the Great Witch Doctor to prescribe the right medicine.”
Although Wen Qiang had a smile on his face, his words had already driven Zatwanliu to the brink.
Both sides were wise, and Zatwanliu knew that the Grand Prince only wanted to know what the two of them had been talking about over drinks.
After all, it was rare for the Treasurer to visit anyone on his own initiative.
Seeing that he couldn’t avoid it, Zatvanliu didn’t hide it, after all, he couldn’t hide it if he wanted to.
“It’s just some ordinary wine!”
“Rather, it was the Lord Treasurer who said some inexplicable things to the old minister.”
Here it comes!
At these words, the Grand Prince and Wen Qiang instantly straightened their expressions.
The Grand Prince asked in confusion, “Inexplicable words?”
“Yes!”
Zat Wanliu nodded, “He sent word that Lin Mo’s side is preparing funds for a financial war against our Wanxiang Kingdom in the near future.”
“So a general manager of the Wanxiang Bank, Qiao Ba, was introduced with the intention of having this person work with my old minister’s youngest son against Lin Mo.
When the time comes, we will take the opportunity to merge all the a*sets under Lin Mo’s name and completely cut off his financial path.”
As he unfolded the story.
The interest on the Grand Prince’s face grew stronger and stronger, especially after learning of the 50 billion yuan start-up capital, his eyes shone brightly and all his thoughts were focused on this huge sum of money.
On the contrary, Wen Qiang, who was at the side, frowned slightly: “Such a good thing, it is enviable!”
Zat Wanliu’s expression did not change as he casually explained.
“This Treasurer General also sees the future form, so he wants to leave a way back with me.
Most probably because he is afraid, after all, after the funds reach a certain point, it is just a pile of numbers.”