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Chapter 314 I Deserve It
"666, you calculated so well, are you a math teacher?" Zhang Zhe couldn't hold back any longer, his urge to tease was rising.

The two female teachers listening from the opposite side also had subtle expressions on their faces.

This girl looks harmless, but I never expected her to be more cunning than anyone else. Who can match her scheming?

If her boyfriend's two brothers-in-law had seen this, those with a bit of courage would probably have wanted to take action.

It's no wonder that high dowries and Voldemort are highly correlated; the younger brother was counting on his older sister's dowry money to get married, and the pressure ultimately fell on the brother-in-law.

"I'm not a math teacher, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with what I said?"

Whether the female teacher was pretending to be stupid or genuinely stupid, she blinked, as if she were trying to be cute.

Seeing her like this, Zhang Zhe decided to test her and asked:

"Was this 66 yuan a figure you came up with together, or did you calculate it yourself and force your boyfriend to agree?"

“Of course we calculated it together,” the woman immediately replied. “My mother said she wanted 100 million.”

"So your mom doesn't know how much money your boyfriend's family can actually contribute, right?"

"Yes, she wants 100 million, because that's the custom where we're from."

"So, was the idea of ​​getting married with a lower dowry your own, or your boyfriend's?"

"Of course it's me. I want to marry him, so I'll tell him that I can give him less."

"Oh, really?" Zhang Zhe gave a meaningful smile. "If that's the case, why give so much as 66? Why can't it be less, like 30 or 40?"

"Uh..." The female teacher was stumped by the question, her eyes looking blank, as if she was deep in thought.

Seeing that she was pretending to be dead, Zhang Zhe directly exposed her:
"Stop pretending. This 66 should be the amount you wanted from the beginning, right?"

“I now suspect that you instructed your parents to ask for a 100 million yuan dowry, just to pave the way for you to lower the price to 66 yuan later.”

"In this way, you'll be seen as a good person, and your boyfriend will even think you love him. In reality, you're just here to raid his house."

"Let me do the math. This 66 yuan is just the bride price. There are also the three gold and five gold items, plus the car fare, the change of address fee, and the wedding banquet red envelopes. Your boyfriend's family savings will be completely wiped out just by getting married."

"6."

"By the way, where are you from? Tell me, so I can avoid any matchmaking agencies that have people from your area."

After Zhang Zhe finished speaking, he crossed his arms and looked at the female teacher opposite him with a smile, waiting for her rebuttal.

Unexpectedly, after thinking for a while, the other party didn't refute at all, but nodded and said:

"Yes, this dowry of 66 yuan is exactly what I wanted. Is there a problem? I think I deserve it."

“I’m so outstanding, what’s wrong with asking for more money when I marry him? It’s not just about the dowry; his family will have to treat me like royalty when I get pregnant.”

"Really?" Zhang Zhe asked with a smile. "If it's really like you say, you should be married by now."

"66? The man's parents must be out of their minds to spend that much money to marry you. Just because your boyfriend is stupid doesn't mean his parents are stupid too."

Zhang Zhe's words finally hit the woman's sore spot. Her expression twisted, and her cheeks twitched, clearly indicating that she was gritting her teeth in secret.

Finally, after calming down, she found a way to ask Zhang Zhe:

"You're such an interesting matchmaker. I came here to ask you what I should do, why are you always bringing up my problems?"

Do you have professional ethics?

"Didn't I already tell you the solution? If your boyfriend can't afford the bride price, then break up with him," Zhang Zhe said innocently.

"Your two colleagues are right here. If you don't believe me, ask them if I said anything."

“He really did say that,” the female teacher who had just consulted with Zhang Zhe echoed. “But I don’t want to break up. We’ve been together for so many years, I don’t want to break up over money.”

“There’s a way.” Zhang Zhe handed over paper and pen: “Give me your boyfriend’s contact information, and I’ll help you persuade him.”

"Really?" The girl frowned, somewhat skeptical of Zhang Zhe's words.

"Of course it's true. I'm a professional matchmaker, and I've handled your situation many times."

"You're not thinking of persuading my boyfriend to break up with me so you can help him find another woman to marry, are you?"

"..." Zhang Zhe simply smiled and did not answer directly.

Any man who has ever consulted a proper matchmaker would know that a dowry of 6 yuan is already excessive for this girl.

He used the 66 yuan dowry to buy a Porsche Macan, and when he ate out with his blind date, they all said he had personality. He didn't even have to pay for the hotel himself.

It was the existence of women like this that made Zhang Zhe realize the value of his marriage counseling. Some men don't even bother to check the market, they just blindly get married, and then the woman schemes against their entire family without them even realizing it.

"Fine, so you really were trying to ruin me and my boyfriend."

Upon seeing Zhang Zhe's smile, the female teacher excitedly stood up immediately:

"I'm going to report you; you have no professional ethics."

“Sure.” Zhang Zhe nodded and pointed to the paper in front of him: “But before you report it, could you please give me your boyfriend’s contact information?”

"This kind of guy deserves better."

"Get out!" the female teacher shouted through gritted teeth. She turned around and looked around the field. Seeing an information booth set up by the event organizer in the distance, she quickly walked towards it.

They looked like they were about to file a complaint.

The other two female teachers who came with her quickly got up and chased after her.

The female teacher who had just consulted with Zhang Zhe didn't forget to say "thank you" to him as she left.

"Zhang Zhe, it seems she really did file a complaint against you." Xia Yi pointed towards the information desk and said, "Won't the organizers cause trouble for us later?"

"No way, don't you think about how powerful our backing is?" Zhang Zhe looked at Xia Yi and smiled meaningfully.

Miss Xia realized what was going on and lightly punched Zhang Zhe: "What nonsense are you talking about? What backing? You're making us sound like bad guys."

"Of course we are righteous, and justice will prevail. Don't worry."

Zhang Zhe tugged at Xia Yi's arm to reassure her and make her sit down.

You should know that the event was organized by Teacher Wang's matchmaking agency.

They should have plenty of experience handling these kinds of complaints against matchmakers, after all, Sister Wang said that she often gets complaints from XXN.

Zhang Zhe and his group didn't wait for anyone from the organizers to come over. Instead, the one of the three female teachers who hadn't been consulted and who seemed to have a strong sense of unease returned.

"Matchmaker Zhang, I'm so sorry, I've come to apologize to you. We didn't expect our colleague to be that kind of person."

“We knew she had a boyfriend, and we also knew they had a recent argument about the bride price, but we never expected her family to dare to ask for 100 million yuan.”

"To be honest, if this happened in Qing City, we would all think it was an excuse made by the woman's family because they didn't want their daughter to marry him."

“But they’re serious,” Zhang Zhe said with a smile. “Sometimes I’m surprised at how tough life is for guys from other places.”

"Yes," the girl nodded. "Could you, matchmaker, help me see what kind of person someone like me could find?"

(End of this chapter)