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Chapter 49 The Country Needs Your Stomach

Although Ivanov agreed to our proposal on price reduction, he still made an additional request.

That is, the two sides have a drink, and whoever falls first loses.

As long as someone in Longguo can drink Maozi, then Ivanov will agree to lower the price.

All the people present were smart, and they all understood what he was planning.

Drinking is a small matter, but face is a big matter.

If he agreed to Long Guo's conditions during the negotiation, it would appear that he was too soft, and he would definitely be stabbed in the back when he went back.

But if you get drunk at the wine table and agree to the other party's conditions, your face will not be so ugly.

Especially in Maozi, it is believed that the more he can drink, the better he is.

In this way, others will not be able to find fault with themselves.

Of course, Ivanov is not a fool, it would be even better if the other party couldn't drink himself.

After all, if you can make a lot of money for your company, you can get a lot even if you share it.

Luo Yimin of the negotiating team glanced at Bai Ximing who was sitting next to him.

Facing the team leader's gaze, Bai Ximing smiled instead of speaking.

Luo Yimin instantly understood what he meant, so he directly agreed to Ivanov's additional conditions.

"Of course no problem, we are good brothers with a long history!"

Although Luo Yimin spoke with words in his words, the translator did not express the connotation when translating.

Then Ivanov laughed and stood up, saying:

"That's natural!"

"Our friendship will last forever!"

After speaking, he gave Luo Yimin a bear hug.

At the end of this negotiation, both parties returned to their own rooms to rest.

Entering the room, Luo Yimin asked Bai Ximing who was drinking water:

"Xiaobai, are you confident to drink them down this time?"

Bai Ximing grinned:

"Team leader, you know that I am born with a thousand glasses of alcohol."

Bai Ximing's physique is very special. He is born with a super high level of alcohol deoxygenase, which can break down the alcohol in his stomach in a very short time.

This also created a situation where he could keep drinking on the wine table.

Bai Ximing once had a glorious record of drinking dozens of people down at a welcome dinner held by the Air Force.

Hearing this, Luo Yimin felt relieved, patted Bai Ximing on the shoulder and said earnestly:

"Xiaobai, the motherland needs your stomach!"

As for Mao Zi's suite.

Ivanov opened a bottle of Red Star Erguotou, and poured a few gulps into his mouth.

As if he had been refueled, Ivanov became more energetic:

"It's really a big loss this time!"

Antonov, a member of the negotiating team on the side, was puzzled:

"What did we lose?"

"The oligarchs benefit from the deal, so what does it have to do with us?"

"It would be nice to have a drink at night."

Antonov is a standard alcoholic, so he doesn't particularly care about negotiations, he just cares about what good wine he can drink tonight.

After all, he is different from Ivanov, and the result of the negotiation does not make much difference to him, and he cannot benefit from the negotiation.

Ivanov took another sip of Erguotou, and said worriedly:

"I always feel that Longguo is not easy, and this time their engine has suddenly made significant progress, which is proof."

"It's a pity that those old men in the Communist Youth League City don't pay much attention to this matter. Their understanding of this country is still thirty years ago!"

As Ivanov, who has a high status in Da Mao, he naturally sees further, and is not limited to this matter.

Of course, he has nothing to do about it alone, so he can only take another mouthful of Erguotou.

"Ah! I really miss the 90-degree vodka in my hometown!"

For people with big hair, the degree of Erguotou, which is more than 50 degrees, is still a bit low.

That night, the hotel banquet hall.

When Ivanov came up, he made a head start:

"Don't serve any wine you can't order!"

"Real men don't drink those things!"

Naturally, Luo Yiming knew that this was a trick that Maozi's diplomatic corps had always used, not only against the people of Longguo, but also when they were in contact with the monkeys in the south and Ah San.

For Maozi who has lived in the cold and high-latitude regions for a long time, high-alcohol wine exists just like air, and it is a necessary existence in life.

These countries in the south rarely have the habit of drinking such high-strength alcohol, so it is easy to be drunk by Maozi.

For the arrogant Maozi, their performance on the wine table is their arrogance. This diplomatic principle of drinking the other party down first has always been the first step for the Maozi to establish a psychological advantage.

Of course, with Bai Ximing's trump card in hand, Luo Yimin didn't panic at all, and directly asked the waiter to serve spirits.

Soon, dozens of bottles of strong alcohol were placed on the table.

Naturally, Longguo sent Bai Ximing to fight.

Wearing glasses, the tall and thin Bai Ximing didn't look particularly good at drinking.

Ivanov even showed a look of contempt directly, expressing disdain for such a thin guy:

"If you drink and fall down in a while, don't call your mother!"

Hearing the other party's provocation, Bai Ximing didn't say anything, but pushed his glasses and picked up a 1000ml bottle of spirits:

"I did it!"

Then he gulped down a few gulps, and poured a whole bottle of high-strength liquor into his stomach.

After drinking, Bai Ximing wiped his mouth, glanced at the other person's hair, and smiled:

"If you don't have the guts, you don't have to follow!"

Bai Ximing said this sentence in Russian. As a professional translator, he can speak six foreign languages.

Although Ivanov saw that the other party blew off a bottle of high-quality wine at once, he did not persuade him. As an old man, the word counseling did not exist in his dictionary.

He also picked up a bottle of strong wine, glanced at the provocative Bai Ximing, and began to drink it.

After finally resisting the burning sensation in the esophagus and stomach, he drank the whole bottle of spirits.

Seeing Bai Ximing open another bottle of spirits, he smiled and said:

"I did it!"

After a while, another bottle of high-strength alcohol was poured into his stomach, but Bai Ximing didn't show any abnormality except for a little blush.

At this time, Ivanov was also a little bit stuck. He really didn't expect that the scholar who looked thin and looked like a woman could drink so much.

But in order not to embarrass his country, Ivanov opened a bottle of spirits and drank.

It's just that when there was still a little left in the bottle, Ivanov couldn't take it anymore and passed out from drunk.

Bai Ximing smiled and looked at the rest of Maozi's negotiating team:

"Shall we continue?"

That night, Bai Ximing drank seventeen members of Maozi's negotiating team by himself.

Afterwards, even Ivanov himself said.

"I've never seen anyone drink like this, it's like he's drinking water."

As for the negotiation of the introduction of the engine, because it completely failed at the wine table, the hairy guys are also embarrassed to ask for a high price.

Instead, they gave a price that they were too embarrassed to admit.

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