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Chapter 147 I Haven't Been the Big Brother for Many Years
"I understand." Zhang Zhe nodded. "You want to marry a rich man, but you don't know how, so you thought of going to a matchmaking agency, right?"

"Are you here at the matchmaking corner looking for a rich man?"

“Yes!” The woman nodded: “There are too many fake rich people nowadays. They rent luxury cars, eat out through group buying, and even pay for jewelry on installment. They just want to take advantage of me. I can’t stand those people anymore.”

"I might as well marry a rich man."

[Classic - If all else fails, just marry a rich man]

"I'm rich, Brother Zhang, can you tell me her looks?"

Can we get some real information?

Sister, you can earn your own money. Once you start down this path, there's no turning back.

"No, no." Zhang Zhe waved his hand: "In your condition, even if a rich man wants to date you, it's only for a short-term relationship. He would never marry you."

"You have neither eloquence nor poise; no one would be able to take you out in public if I married you."

"I'm not usually like this, really." The girl was a little anxious and explained urgently, "Besides, I don't need to find someone too rich. I can't accept someone who's worth over a hundred million but is in their seventies or eighties."

"I can only accept it 70 years from now, anything older than that is not acceptable."

"Matchmaker, I'm looking for someone to settle down with, not just someone who's materialistic. I graduated from a respectable university with a bachelor's degree, and I'm not that low."

"..." Zhang Zhe's expression was complicated; this girl was putting on an act.

If this isn't considered low-class, then what is?

"A man born in 70 is already 55 years old. You married him just to live a simple life? When you kiss him, you might even be able to suck out a tooth."

"You're so young, can you accept your partner having an old-fashioned look?"

"Don't just blurt things out."

“I think I can do it,” the woman replied, staring into Zhang Zhe’s eyes, her tone firm.

[Brother Zhang, please look at the comments! I really love this voice.]

[Brother Zhang, you could check WeChat, the guys are going crazy!]

[Haha, are there so many people born in the 70s in this live stream?]

To be fair, this girl should get her wish; she's very determined.

Teacher Wang saw that someone in the live stream had sent a carnival gift and kept sending it in the chat, so he asked Brother Zhang to check his WeChat.

She realized that this must be the old man in Zhang Zhe's live stream.

So I quickly whispered a reminder.

Zhang Zhe was a little slow to realize what was happening. He took out his phone and saw, wow, so many unread messages!
A quick glance revealed that at least six people from various groups had sent him private messages.

These rich people aren't stupid. They could tell from Zhang Zhe's tone that the girl was definitely not bad-looking. If she were ugly, given the streamer's straightforward nature, he would have told her to go home and go to bed long ago.

Zhang Zhe, of course, knew what the older men in the live stream were thinking.

They're not afraid of women coming for their money; they're afraid of women who aren't genuine or attentive. It's like going for a massage—the most annoying thing is when your masseur is chatting with a friend on voice while massaging you.

"Alright, I'll let you off the hook since you're a 6 out of 10 in looks."

Let me give you a simple analysis.

"But I still advise you to find someone of equal social standing, someone younger, and to support each other through life. That would be a good thing."

“I don’t have a suitable match in terms of social status,” the girl said, shaking her head. “My father went to prison when I was very young, and he should have been released three years ago, but he hasn’t contacted me.”

"He's probably dead."

"My mother passed away last year from late-stage breast cancer."

"Please accept my condolences," Zhang Zhe said politely.

"It's okay, it's okay, I've already moved on." The girl continued, "I was born in 99, I'm 26 years old, I have a bachelor's and master's degree from a 211 university, I studied photography, and now I work as a photographer in a photo studio in Qing City. My income is around 1 yuan."

“I have an 80-square-meter apartment that my grandmother left me. It’s an old, dilapidated apartment, but I mortgaged it to pay for my mother’s medical treatment. If I can’t pay back the money next month, it will be taken away.”

"..." Zhang Zhe understood: "How many tens of thousands of yuan in debt do you have now?"

"It adds up to about 100 million."

"So you want a dowry of 100 million, right?"

“No,” the woman shook her head and said, “The bride price is only 38 yuan. The rest can be considered a loan, and I will pay it back slowly.”

[These young people today are really resourceful; they're directly paying off a debt of 100 million.]

This amount of money isn't actually that much.

[Are you serious, bro? A million isn't a lot? Do you think you're some rich kid?]

Is it possible that he really is a second-generation rich kid?

“I think I understand what you mean.” After saying that, Zhang Zhe pulled a piece of paper from his inner pocket and handed it over: “These are my conditions, take a look.”

"What are you doing?" Teacher Wang, watching from the side, twitched. "Even if you had a million, you wouldn't spend it like this!"

"You...you should at least verify her situation first, shouldn't you?"

"You're too impulsive."

"I don't have it." Zhang Zhe smiled and shook his head. Only he knew that he meant he didn't have a million.

He showed the woman his personal information simply to establish a blind date relationship.

After the girl across from him took Zhang Zhe's information, she actually read it carefully. When she saw that Zhang Zhe's conditions included "savings enough to pay the down payment for a local wedding house", her eyes lit up instantly.

She thought for a moment and said very gently, "Matchmaker, is this your own information? If you're willing to give me the down payment to pay the mortgage, I can add your name to my house."

"We'll stay at my house then."

"What? Is this my file?" Zhang Zhe feigned surprise, quickly snatched the file from the other person's hand, glanced at it, and said with a smile, "Sorry, I took the wrong one when I left."

"It's a real shame that I forgot to bring the information on those wealthy people."

"Sorry sorry."

"I don't necessarily need to find someone who's extremely rich." The woman still felt hopeful, and looked at Zhang Zhe with a sincere expression, saying, "Matchmaker, if you weren't married, I'd be willing to struggle alongside you."

[Brother Zhang, you're going a bit too far. Can't you give the brothers a chance?]

It's alright, Brother Zhang, you're in a hurry. You should take care of your personal matters first.

[Those who question the streamer, step back. Brother Zhang is just making a fool of himself.]

[Long-time viewers know that even if a woman is already married, Brother Zhang will still dare to go on a blind date with her in front of her husband; that's his method.]

Using a standard male profile to gauge a girl's reaction? That's a brilliant method!

Zhang Zhe didn't think as much as the comments on the screen.

It's entirely because the system reacted quickly and already provided the information, so there's no need to continue the blind date with this woman.

Your blind date, He Chun'er, was previously the girlfriend of the owner of a property management company in the provincial capital. Their relationship lasted for many years but ended when the man went to prison.
He Chun'er currently has an urgent need to get married and is very tolerant of the man. As long as he pays her, she can accept any non-violent behavior from him.

However, the host's current financial situation is far from meeting her monthly consumption needs of at least 3. Please act within your means.

After reading the intelligence, Zhang Zhe understood that this girl wasn't joking; she genuinely could accept people born in the 70s.

Property management companies, as anyone who knows, need some skill and connections to grow their business significantly.

In other words, this girl used to be the "boss's" woman.

(End of this chapter)