Gao Minzhi felt that he was really dying, but in order to talk about business, he had to persevere.

The housekeeper looked at his little prince holding the toilet and spitting and vomiting, and he was distressed, but he also had no way to stop it, who let his little prince come to Datang this time to shoulder an important mission.

Finally, Gao Minzhi didn't vomit, and returned to the bed with a pale face, the maid on the side hurriedly handed over the mouthwash, and the housekeeper hurried to persuade: "Little prince, it's really not good, let's take a day off tomorrow, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid your body will be ......."

"No, no, who else is here to invite us, tell me." Gao Minzhi waved his hand and said arrogantly.

The housekeeper showed an admiring expression, and turned around and counted the invitations on the side: "Little prince, there are seventeen more." ”

With a "bang", accompanied by the exclamation of the maid, the housekeeper quickly turned around and found that his little prince had fainted at the mouth foaming at the mouth.

It's pitiful to see that after a group of old goods had a meeting at Li Xiaogong's house, they all looked like they had been beaten with chicken blood, desperately handing over invitations to Gao Minzhi, vying to invite him to dinner.

Goguryeo is not as good as the Tang Dynasty, as a subject country, although Gao Minzhi has the identity of a little prince, he still does not dare to be too high-profile in the face of the family and nobles of the Tang Dynasty, and he also has a task when he comes to the Tang Dynasty, so he will naturally not take the initiative to offend these top nobles of the Tang Dynasty.

So the sad days of the prince of the royal family of Pingyang in Goguryeo began, and under the tradition of talking about business at the wine table, he would get drunk every day, and this was not counted, because there were too many people who handed over invitations, and sometimes they even had to go to the banquet twice a day.

The wine that stuffed the donkey is certainly delicious and not on the top, but whoever drinks it every day can't stand it even if it's a donkey, let alone the little prince who is used to drinking low-alcohol wine.

So this little prince has been almost fighting for his life these days, in exchange for Datang's investment, he drank desperately, drank with his life, vomited after drinking, and drank again after vomiting.

But don't say it, after drinking for three days, he really let him talk about a few business, and the investment amount is as high as hundreds of thousands.

These are all money, with these investments, with the workshops built by these nobles in Goguryeo in the Tang Dynasty, not to mention anything else, it is a great achievement to solve the problem of the work of hundreds of people.

Goguryeo is bitter, the people lack food and clothing, and they can survive year after year by relying on their firm will, and their hungry eyes are swaying outside.

Now with Datang's capital injection, the problem of people's work can be solved soon, and there will be money with work, and it is estimated that after having money, they will not sit and starve again.

Not to mention that there are only five of them discussed at the moment, and there are more Tang nobles who want to go to Goguryeo to do business, if all these businesses are negotiated, it is estimated that Goguryeo will usher in a big leap in the economy this time, and it will soon be able to integrate with international standards.

As for the things about Quangai Suwen that Gao Jianwu instructed before coming here, the little prince has long forgotten everything, and he is just a prisoner of the lower ranks, what can he do if he sees it or not, as long as he pulls the investment back to Goguryeo, the death of the surnamed Quan has something to do with him.

I slept in a daze, and when I woke up the next day, I immediately saw a big red invitation card placed at the head of the bed, and the payment on it was clearly written, Lu Guogong Cheng bit gold.

Cheng Biting Jin, the dead fan of the Tang Emperor, the degree of attention is not ordinarily high, this is about to go!

Gao Minzhi couldn't help but wail in his heart and got up, and after grooming and dressing, he resolutely stepped out of the room with a force.

"Come on, little prince, today I am happy with Lao Cheng, you have to drink this bowl ......."

'Bang', a big bowl of stuffy donkey went down.

"Little prince, if you don't drink this bowl, you won't give me Lao Cheng's face......."

'Bang', another big bowl of stuffy donkey went down.

"When there are a thousand cups of wine for a confidant, I will fall in love with you as soon as I see it, come, and make another bowl of ......."

When I arrived at Cheng's villa, the business had not yet started to be discussed, and the three bowls of wine had already been eaten, Gao Minzhi wanted to cry without tears, and drank the wine forcefully, and before he could speak, Cheng Chumo's kid came again.

"Little prince, I have admired a cool man like you in my life, come, let's have a bowl too."

'Bang', the fourth bowl.

"Little prince, I also admire you, do it."

'Bang', the fifth bowl.

And then...... No then.

Cheng Jiazhi didn't even say a few words, Gao Minzhi was poured unconscious, carried back directly, and vomited at noon while holding the toilet.

Depression is no longer enough to describe Gao Minzhi's mood, despair is his state at the moment, and I don't know if the nobles of the Tang Dynasty are too enthusiastic, or deliberately want to play with him, those families are hindered by their status, and they can talk about some business things when they drink, but this military general is a special group of animals, and they come up to drink, and if they don't drink, they will definitely not talk about things.

What is this special thing, after a few days of hard work, Gao Minzhi obviously felt that his alcohol volume was rising, at the beginning he could lie down with a maximum of five glasses, and now it has risen to Wuhai Bowl, it is estimated that when the business is finished, how can he drink two or three jars.

But depressed is depressed, the business that should be talked about still has to be discussed, after all, this is his responsibility, knowing that he will be drunk to death, then he has to continue.

……

A month later, at the final celebration banquet, Li Muyun looked at the unlucky child, and smiled helplessly in his heart, it seems that it is really not easy to do anything, if the country has no diplomacy, it is really true, at least Pei Xingjian's kid has not been drunk like this in Goguryeo.

Just thinking about it, Gao Minzhi, who was sitting not far away, held a wine glass and looked at him: "King Jun, this trip to the Tang Dynasty can get so much support from your country, Xiao Wang is very grateful, this glass of wine, I respect you for your introduction." ”

"The little prince doesn't have to take it to heart, it's all a mutually beneficial thing, and it doesn't deserve a word of thanks." Li Muyun waved his hand, raising a glass and dipping his lips to give Gao Minzhi face.

A few old goods laughed on the side and echoed: "The little prince is heroic, the old man admires it, come, go one." ”

'Bang', a cup of stuffy donkey's stomach, Gao Minzhi's face did not change color and his heart did not beat: "That's also a few grandfathers to give face, otherwise Xiao Wang is afraid that he will return empty-handed this time." ”

Cheng Biting Jin didn't go down with a glass of wine, as if he didn't feel like it was enjoyable, and shouted: "The little prince has a good amount of wine, come here, change the big bowl." ”

And then...... Gao Minzhi fell again.

But no matter what, the business is finally over, and the investment related to the people's livelihood and people's livelihood is not less than 5 million yuan in one go, which is definitely a lot of money in Goguryeo.

Not to mention that tomorrow will continue to talk with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty, this is the top priority, if it can be successful, Goguryeo will definitely usher in an economic take-off.

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