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Chapter 93 Bachelors Club
[Haha, the streamer snatched the bamboo shoots!]

If he liked children that much, he wouldn't have given them to his ex-wife.

[After being here for so long, I've finally learned something useful in the live streams. Now I'm going to go to a dating agency and scam girls.]

Forget about it, bro. That matchmaking agency of hers probably specializes in introducing mistresses.

"How can I be a nanny?" the woman said angrily, her voice shrill. "After marriage, it's normal for the man to be the breadwinner and the woman to stay at home."

“He earns 200 million a year, so I don’t need to work anymore.”

"So you were after his money after all." Zhang Zhe sighed. "Since we're from the same hometown, I'll tell you one last thing."

Do you know why your younger brother started following dating bloggers in high school?

"Because he might find that his sister is going to ruin his reputation in this marriage."

"Be more mindful. They're not even divorced yet, and you're already bringing them home. This is having a negative impact on minors."

"Don't say you're from Qing City when you go out."

"Pah, shameful."

After Zhang Zhe finished speaking, he hung up the call without any hesitation.

There was no way around it; my aversion to stupidity had kicked in.

“I saw some comments on the live stream questioning whether the man actually had no intention of getting a divorce. All I can say is, you can remove the word ‘question’.”

"He can't get a divorce; his wife isn't stupid."

“His annual income is 200 million, and theoretically 100 million belongs to his wife. With the addition of child support, he could have 130 million.”

"And that doesn't even include fixed assets like houses and cars."

I still believe in Brother Zhang's reasoning; it's basically correct.

[That woman just now, even I, a girl, think she's an idiot.]

She'll be targeted by a pig butchering scammer sooner or later.

[Host, do you think it's possible that the man is a shill for the matchmaking agency?]

[From this perspective, the woman's parents are actually normal people.]

“You say her parents are normal people, but she definitely feels that her parents have held her back. Didn’t you hear her say that she thinks her parents are old-fashioned?”

"She's already been a mistress, who could be as open-minded as her?"

Zhang Zhe pursed his lips, deciding not to continue discussing this topic. He planned to edit the footage to warn future generations.

Especially, it should be posted on the Zhiyin matchmaking agency's account.

To prevent this woman from failing to find a wealthy man in Yanjing and then returning to her hometown of Qingshi to harm the locals.

Zhang Zhe plans to develop a matchmaking business in Qing City in the future. The less of these low-quality resources flow into the local market, the better, so as not to ruin it.

It wasn't just Zhang Zhe, the matchmaker, who had this idea.

Single men in Qing City think the same way.

The locksmith called Zhang Zhe via WeChat immediately after he finished his live stream.

The first thing he said was:

"Brother Zhang, I've already taken care of that girl from Yanjing who failed to become a mistress."

"?" Zhang Zhe, who was a little sleepy, suddenly woke up.

This guy has amazing execution skills. Not only is his execution ability strong, but his ability to allocate resources must also be quite good.

"Master Thief, do you know this girl's parents?"

"No, no, no, Brother Zhang, you can just call me Lao Bai."

"Your surname is really Bai?"

“Yes, that’s why I have this nickname, which is because my surname is Bai.” The older brother explained, “I know this girl’s mother.”

"Her mom is quite pretty; a friend of mine once had a crush on her. Her mom used to run a dance training class on the third floor of Wanda Plaza. I don't know if you know her, Brother Zhang?"

"I don't know, but I know you really found out who she is." "Absolutely." Old Bai chuckled: "Mainly because she said she's pretty, I immediately knew who she was."

"I need to be careful around this kind of girl."

"My friends and I can't resist young, beautiful girls who are also dating rich men. We might just fall for their tricks."

“Um…” Zhang Zhe thought for a moment: “Brother Bai, I don’t get involved in the affairs of you rich people.”

"Just don't drag me into this whole opening thing," Zhang Zhe said cautiously. "That girl will find out sooner or later that she was scammed by the guy she met on a blind date."

“If I go home and find out that she has a bad reputation back home, she might come after me. I am registered online with my real name, and my face is still very recognizable locally.”

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, I guarantee it!" Old Bai pounded his chest loudly on the other end of the phone: "This girl's information will only be circulated as confidential information within our club, and it will absolutely not be leaked."

"I will never let anyone who dares to spread this go."

Old Bai spoke with such ferocity that anyone who didn't know him would think he was some kind of gang leader.

But it's actually just a local bachelor club.

He was the founder of the club.

The club is full of local businessmen, bosses, and contractors from Qing City. They only have two things in common:

I have a little money;

Single and looking for a wife.

Lao Bai told Zhang Zhe, "This club used to be a clientele of a matchmaking agency."

"We are all high-quality single men who have paid for our services."

“Last January, the matchmaking agency went out of business, so we spontaneously organized ourselves and chatted in the group chat whenever we had free time. If we encountered a really bad match, we would post it in the group so that everyone could avoid it.”

"The matchmaking agency just ran away without refunding the money? Didn't you call the police?" Zhang Zhe asked curiously.

He seems to have discovered a way to get rich quickly.

It's the same approach as opening a gym.

“It’s no use.” Old Bai laughed on the other end of the phone: “The owner of that matchmaking agency killed someone and was sentenced to life imprisonment. All the money in his account was used to compensate the victim’s family and pay the matchmaking agency’s employees.”

"We got nothing."

"So I insisted on keeping this group from disbanding. Of the tens of thousands of yuan in membership fees, this is the only group left."

“Then you’re not wrong.” Zhang Zhe recalled how Lao Bai had acted like Scrooge when he took 80 yuan from him before.

Doing this kind of thing fits his public image.

"So when you said in the live chat today that you wanted me to give a lecture, were you just going to give it to the people in your group?"

"Yes, it's them." Old Bai sounded excited on the other end of the phone: "I was just about to tell you about this."

“Our group originally had 34 people.”

“In the year or so since the matchmaking agency went out of business, 11 guys have gotten married.”

There are 41 people left in the group now.

Are you still recruiting?

“Yes, but it’s not just the newcomers,” Old Bai said with a smile. “Of the 11 who got married, 4 got divorced in the blink of an eye.”

"Two of them were tricked into marriage by men from other places."

"After the woman got the marriage certificate, she went back to her hometown and hid, forcing the man to divorce her."

"There was another case where they only discovered when they got married that their wife had returned from Thailand and that her ID card listed her as male."

"My cousin is the worst off."

"He married a divorced woman, but on the second day of their marriage, she said she was going out to get her hair done, and then she fainted on her ex-husband's bed."

“Brother Zhang, I know, I was almost there.” Old Bai’s voice was a little excited on the other end of the phone: “If it weren’t for you, I would have married a prostitute.”

(End of this chapter)