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Chapter 71 You are really hungry
"The anchor is not misogynistic; the anchor is very fair and impartial."

"If you don't believe me, I'll connect to another girl. You can listen carefully and analyze my expressions frame by frame."

In the list of people waiting to connect with, Zhang Zhe picked an ID that was clearly female, named "[Dark Circles, Go Away]". A guy probably wouldn't choose such a girly name.

For a decent guy, the most he'd order is something like "gummy bears."

Hello, are you the younger sister?

"Yes, yes." The girl's voice was a little rough, but you could still tell her gender if you listened carefully.

"Brother Zhang, I've finally connected with you. I have so many questions I want to ask you."

"Thanks for your support. Feel free to ask any questions you may have."

"Well, let me introduce myself first." The girl cleared her throat and said, "I was born in 1998, I am 1.58 meters tall and weigh 120 kilograms."

"Brother Zhang, do you think I'm fat?"

"You're already asking questions?" Zhang Zhe was taken aback. "Is this the type of question you're referring to?"

"Yeah, tell me, am I fat or not?"

“You…” Zhang Zhe sensed a hint of cyberbullying.

There was a girl who sent him a photo right away and asked him to rate it. At that time, he was quite objective and gave her a normal score of 3.

Then he was hung on Little Red Potato.

The post included a screenshot of his face during a live stream, with the caption:
How dare this streamer, who looks like that, rate other girls?

The situation was similar then to now; the girl even said, "Give me any score you like, I won't get angry."

It turns out they were all lies.

Zhang Zhe didn't rush to answer; he was already a seasoned broadcaster.

He looked at the camera and asked, "What do you think in the comments? What's everyone's opinion?"

Not fat, just a bit like a chubby dumpling.

In our area, we call this "chubby".

We call this kind of thing "Little Fatty".

It looks a bit like a potato mine or a squash.

Zhang Zhe originally wanted to take into account the suggestions from the comments, but the audience was obviously too straightforward.

As a professional matchmaking livestreamer, he believes every woman who comes to him for a date deserves respect...

“I believe in science. I just calculated it, and your BMI is 24, which means you are overweight.”

"It's okay, I'm still a little far from being obese."

"You need to weigh 140 pounds to be considered obese."

"...Brother Zhang, isn't being overweight the same as being fat?" the girl questioned. "I have a great figure, I don't think I'm fat."

“I didn’t say that,” Zhang Zhe shook his head.

"But that's what you mean."

"No, no, I'm respecting your wishes."

"It's not my will, it's yours."

"I..." Zhang Zhe was too lazy to pretend anymore: "That's right, that's what I meant. You are indeed fat, little fatty, are you feeling better now?"

"Okay, continue with your situation."

"I'm even thinking of labeling you a masochist."

Zhang Zhe's tone was a little impatient.

But after he said that, the girl quieted down and obediently continued introducing herself:
“I currently work in administration at a school, earning around 1 yuan a month. My father works for a state-owned enterprise, and my mother is a retired employee without a permanent position, with a stable pension.”

"I'd rate my looks a 5.5 out of 10; I guess I'm considered pretty."

[Impossible! How could someone as fat as you possibly get a 5.5? You definitely have a double chin.]

[I'd believe it's 5% true after using beauty filters, but definitely not without them.]

I'm 160cm tall and weigh 110 pounds. My face is getting chubby, and weight really affects my appearance.

No one in the live chat believed the score the girl gave herself.

Zhang Zhe didn't believe it either: "With your score and great figure, you shouldn't lack suitors, right?"

"Yeah, there is."

"Is he already pursuing you?"

"Not really, but it's obvious that he has feelings for me." The woman gave an example: "For instance, if we need to make a form, it would be difficult for another woman from the same workplace, but if I do it, he'll be very cooperative."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhe blinked, trying to understand what the person was saying. "You mean, that guy has a crush on you, right?"

"That's pretty much what it means."

"Is it possible that he dislikes another woman in your workplace?"

"Or perhaps he's a Buddhist and does a good deed every day?"

Zhang Zhe is a master of unrequited love, and to be honest, it's not that one person's actions reveal anything from the difference in treatment.

"Possibly." This time, the woman didn't insist on her opinion: "I'm actually a bit narcissistic, so I can't really tell the difference."

“I understand,” Zhang Zhe agreed. “I have a friend who’s the same way; it’s quite normal.”

[I can't criticize this, because I'm the streamer's friend.]

I'm different. If I like a girl, I'll deliberately make things difficult for her. Maybe it's because I'm shameless.

[Hey buddy in front, you're pretty shameless.]

This girl seems to have a personality that's both insecure and arrogant.

"You can continue. What about personal assets?"

“I don’t own a car, but I own a house. My parents paid the down payment, and I pay the mortgage myself every month.”

“You’d be better off not having a house at all,” Zhang Zhe said, frowning. “Regardless of gender, a house with a mortgage is a negative factor for dating, unless you’re willing to add your partner’s name to the deed for free.”

"After marriage, the income of both men and women is considered joint property. However, many people cannot accept that you have to use joint property to pay off your personal mortgage."

"It's better to keep your savings in hand."

"I understand now," the woman said with some annoyance. "When I bought the property, prices were high. I paid off the mortgage for several years, but then prices dropped, and the money I paid off didn't even cover the loss."

"But there's nothing we can do about it, sigh..."

"It's okay, don't sigh. You still have the option of getting married to pay off your debts."

“That’s what I’m thinking too.” The woman took Zhang Zhe’s words seriously: “I want to find a guy who can help me pay off part of the mortgage in advance, and I can add his name to the property deed.”

"Um...you're really not a real estate agent?" Zhang Zhe scratched his head, realizing that the world is indeed full of wonders.

I've heard of people bringing their children to find a stepfather, but I never imagined there would be people bringing their houses to find a step-mortgage slave.

But you know what, if the two people are compatible, the woman's plan can actually work. It's like the couple jointly paying for a house.

"I'm not selling; this is really the house I live in."

"The main problem is that selling houses now would result in a pure loss, which I find hard to accept."

“I understand. After all, if you sell now, all the loans you've already paid will go down the drain, and you'll even have to lose part of the down payment your parents gave you.”

Zhang Zhe can understand, but understanding is not the same as supporting.

Buying a house is a serious matter that requires careful consideration. The woman chose the house herself, and she lost at least several hundred thousand yuan so easily. Most people wouldn't dare to invest in her house.

I can only console myself with the idea that "essential needs are never a loss."

"Okay, I understand your conditions."

What are your requirements for a partner?

"My requirements are simple: the man's conditions cannot be worse than mine, and he must agree to my mortgage payment plan."

Then at least one of his parents must work within the system, and he himself must either work within the system or have a permanent position.

“No way.” Zhang Zhe shook his head: “Both parents work in the system, and so does your son. There’s no way they’d want to date you. You’re not a good match.”

"This kind of person will either be taken in by the company or marry a rich but good-for-nothing daughter."

"But actually..." the woman said softly, "My current blind date is just like that."

"Really? Then what are you hesitating for?" Zhang Zhe asked, puzzled. "This is clearly your limit."

"He has a minor problem."

"I'd like to ask you, Brother Zhang, to help me analyze whether he really represents my upper limit."

"Okay, tell me his conditions."

Zhang Zhe also wanted to broaden his horizons and see what kind of people this girl would meet on blind dates.

Two generations of men from within the system have both approached her? What astonishing weakness does she possess?

"He was born in 94, is 170cm tall, weighs 130kg, is a bit bald, and seems to have a good stomach."

"???" Zhang Zhe was completely confused; this woman was genuinely hungry.

If you had said you were okay with baldness and stomach health, then of course you could have found someone like that!
Zhang Zhe reasonably suspected that the girl was willing to accept a ghost marriage to ward off bad luck as long as she was paid.

(End of this chapter)