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Chapter 108 The Men's Offline Gathering
After the broadcast ended, Zhang Zhe subconsciously opened Xia Yi's WeChat. She had sent him several messages half an hour earlier:

"Zhang Zhe, something really funny happened to me today."

“Our kindergarten director wanted to introduce his nephew to me, and he brought him over directly. Of course I disagreed. I told him that I was on a blind date with him right now.”

"As a result, the principal's nephew immediately told the principal that he had never liked me, but had his eye on a girl in the office next to the principal's."

"But that girl is someone the headmaster himself is currently pursuing."

"Hahaha, the headmaster's face turned pale."

Zhang Zhe couldn't help but laugh after reading it. He quickly replied to the other party in a serious tone: "Is it funny? I only see a desperate kindergarten principal."

Xia Yi replied instantly: "Haha, he should indeed be quite desperate."

"By the way, Zhang Zhe, are you off work yet?"

"Yes, I just got off work."

"That's great, I'm envious. I'm on duty today, and I have to stay with the kids until 7 p.m.

"Me too, I'm going to have dinner with a group of older men and I'm going to give them marriage counseling."

Since the other person was sharing their life with him, Zhang Zhe naturally did the same.

"Is he/she your client?" Xia Yi asked, quite curious.

"You could say that. To be precise, it's about preparing for the future. They will be my future clients at the matchmaking agency."

"Wow, that's like your matchmaking agency opening for the first time." Xia Yi was quite interested in Zhang Zhe's situation, mainly because she lacked social experience in this area and found it very strange: "Will you hand out flyers to them?"

“I used to see matchmaking agencies handing out flyers when they held these kinds of offline events.”

"Then someone was speaking through a transistor megaphone."

Would you do that?

Zhang Zhe thought about the scene Xia Yi had described.

He was standing on top, speaking through a white transistor megaphone, while the people sitting below were all middle-aged men, looking at the flyers he was handing out...

If this scene prompted a passerby to call the police, the officers would probably respond in a second without hesitation.

A group of middle-aged women might get together for a promotional event or to do square dancing, but when a group of middle-aged men get together, things are not necessarily that simple.

However, Xia Yi's mention of the flyers did give Zhang Zhe a wake-up call.

We need to give everyone some promotional materials to look at.

The content of the flyer is not important; having the flyer is important.

Zhang Zhe was so focused on building his personal brand that he almost forgot that if he really wanted to systematically take on business, he should go through a matchmaking agency. That way, it would be more legitimate and would also avoid many risks.

Thinking of this, Zhang Zhe quickly apologized to Xia Yi.

"I need to design some flyers; I hope there's still time."

"We really owe you a lot this time, otherwise the publicity effect of tonight's event might not have been so good."

"You're too kind, go ahead and go ahead."

After replying, Xia Yi also sent two "Go for it!" emojis.

Zhang Zhe immediately felt the body was warm.

The last time a girl cheered him on was during the high school sports meet. The girls in his class were broadcasting their blessings to the athletes from Class 08 of the senior year who were participating in the 800-meter race, and Zhang Zhe happened to be participating in that event.

……

While searching online for a graphic designer to create posters, Zhang Zhe also decided on the name for his matchmaking agency.

Let's call it "Happy Marriage Agency".

I originally wanted to call it the Perfect Matchmaking Agency, but after thinking about it, I felt it was too exaggerated.

Zhang Zhe himself is still striving for a perfect marriage, so it's already quite an achievement for him to help his clients have happy marriages.

For the rest, there were ready-made templates online. Since time was a bit tight, Zhang Zhe picked one that "everyone is using" and started working on it directly.

That evening, Zhang Zhe arrived at the agreed-upon seafood barbecue restaurant on time, carrying a stack of flyers. When he arrived, the restaurant was already packed with people.

But the table at the very back was almost empty, with only Lao Bai sitting there all alone.

Upon seeing Zhang Zhe, Lao Bai immediately stood on the stool and clapped his hands:
"Everyone, please be quiet for a moment."

"Our main character for today's gathering has arrived!"

With a whoosh, the thirty-odd people present looked in the direction Old Bai was pointing.

"Brother Zhang!"

"Brother Zhang, you're here!"

"Welcome, welcome, Brother Zhang, I've finally been waiting for you."

"Brother Zhang, please go upstairs and have a seat. Boss Bai has reserved a seat for you."

"I'm Liu Shao, Brother Zhang, we just added each other as friends."

"..."

Almost all the guys present were older than Zhang Zhe, but they called him "Brother Zhang" so affectionately, like gangsters meeting their boss.

Zhang Zhe greeted everyone one by one.

These are all big spenders; we should still show them the proper courtesy.

They were all radiating golden light.

Any one of them has enough wealth to support an ordinary person for 500 years.

We should try to make a good impression first.

For those who were too far away to greet each other in person, Zhang Zhe would try to make eye contact with them for about half a second.

At the very least, you need to make sure people remember your face, right?
Once we passed through the crowd and got to Lao Bai's side, the atmosphere immediately became much more comfortable.

"Brother Zhang, you've come at just the right time."

"I've already ordered the food. You must be starving. I'll have the owner bring out our table's food first."

"Here, let me pour you a glass of apple cider vinegar first."

"Old Bai, you don't need to be so polite. I can do it myself." Zhang Zhe was very clear about his position. It was the other party's business to be polite. If he were to act pretentious, then his matchmaking business would be over.

After exchanging pleasantries, Lao Bai told Zhang Zhe that there were only the two of them at the table.

Because we need to reserve an empty seat for the guys who will come up for consultations later.

Old Bai is here temporarily acting as Zhang Zhe's male secretary, helping to maintain order at the scene.

Now that everything was arranged, Zhang Zhe naturally didn't waste any time and quickly handed out the flyers.

The Perfect Matchmaking Agency is now in its trial operation phase.

The number of wealthy single men from Qingdao participating in the trial operation was unprecedented, even compared to the opening of the Zhiyin Marriage Agency.

Zhang Zhezhen has really caught a good time.

If this had happened 20 years ago, without the internet as a means of promotion, he would never have had the opportunity to act as a matchmaker for wealthy people.

After everyone had received their flyers, Zhang Zhe had just returned to his seat and hadn't even adjusted his posture when he saw a middle-aged man with frameless glasses, a refined appearance, but a small belly, sit down beside him.
"Brother Zhang, it's me, Hui Zi!"

"Oh, it's Brother Hui." Zhang Zhe immediately became serious. "It's a pleasure to meet you in person today."

"Have you found a new blind date yet?"

"I don't have that yet, but I'd like to ask you to help me analyze whether I'll still be able to get married."

Hui Zi smiled somewhat awkwardly and said:
“In the afternoon, a matchmaker told me that I was a typical mama’s boy. She said that a man like me is not worthy of finding a wife and is only suitable to find another mother.”

"I asked my dad about finding another mother, and he said he doesn't dare to, because he's afraid my mom will kill him."

(End of this chapter)