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Chapter 94 Speech in the Beer Hall
"It's not that exaggerated..." Zhang Zhe felt that Brother Bai was being a bit too over-the-top, and his voice even sounded a little hoarse.

“No, Brother Zhang, there are some things you don’t know.” Old Bai cleared his throat, he was getting a little excited as he spoke to himself: “I’ve been looking for a partner for several years now, and I was almost ready to give up, until that woman appeared last time.”

"Although Brother Zhang keeps asking me if I'm lusting after other people's bodies and not using my brain, but thinking with my lower body, I know I'm not."

"No, isn't that right?" Zhang Zhe held back his laughter.

A small business owner earning 50 yuan a year is willing to go on blind dates with that kind of woman. Is it because he has an overflowing fatherly love? Does he want to give her a complete family after her breakup?
"No, that's not it," Old Bai argued. "I think she's alright because she looks a lot like my first love."

"She might have a better figure than my first love, but I swear, I wasn't attracted to her because of her figure."

"Really, kid, I'm just kidding."

"First love? Well, there's really nothing we can do about that."

Zhang Zhe nodded. For middle-aged men, "a woman resembling a beauty" is the most irresistible temptation, the number one method in the honey trap.

When I wake up in the middle of the night, I think of my first love's face, and tsk tsk tsk.

It's true that you can't help it.

"Then how come you're still sober and want to consult a matchmaker? Your feelings for your first love weren't as deep as you think, were they?"

"Yes, it wasn't that deep," Lao Bai said honestly. "We were talking about marriage back then, but her family looked down on me because I was a locksmith."

"The key is that she's on her parents' side."

"Later, this woman appeared, and I even wanted to talk to her about marriage. But one night I had a dream where I saw my first love's parents, and they still had the same faces."

"I woke up right then and there, and I just couldn't fall back asleep. I kept thinking that since I have that woman's face, she shouldn't even look at me..."

After Lao Bai finished speaking, Zhang Zhe felt a little bitter.

After thinking about it, I decided to comfort him: "This can be considered as your first love helping you avoid a risk. If she hadn't looked down on you back then, you might have married a bad woman by now."

"Yeah, Brother Zhang, that's what I think too. You know, if only she had liked me back then."

"..." Zhang Zhe didn't expect his older brother to be so love-obsessed.

This is the type of person who has the hardest time finding a partner.

However, this is a common problem among wealthy men.

Having money makes it easy to find a partner of the opposite sex. You can buy or rent one. In short, as long as you're willing to spend money, you can find someone around a 6 out of 10, if not a 7 out of 10.

But to put it bluntly, that thing is still just a physiological need. When you have money, you can find pretty girls; when you don't have money, you can buy a piece of pork, make a hole in it, and that'll do.

It's incredibly difficult for wealthy men to find someone to settle down and live a stable life with.

"Brother Bai, are the people in your club all like you, all pure love enthusiasts?"

"What is pure love?" Old Bai didn't understand. He shook his head and said, "I don't believe in spiritual love. For a man and a woman to be in love, there must be physical contact."

"That's why it's called..."

"You're here again."

"What I mean is, not everyone in your club is like you, looking for someone who doesn't want your money but wants you, someone who wants to live a stable life with you, right?"

"Hey, Brother Zhang, you know what, some of them really are," Lao Bai said, raising his voice. "But I think they're all complete idiots. There are so many rich people out there, and she chose me from among them. How could she possibly only be after my money?"

"They must be after me, right?"

"No, it really isn't." Zhang Zhe shook his head, but he didn't explain in detail because it involved the basic logic of gold diggers finding targets, which couldn't be explained in a short time. "So it isn't?!"

"Oh dear!" Old Bai slapped his thigh: "No wonder we haven't gotten married yet, it turns out we had a problem with the theoretical knowledge."

"Brother Zhang, you really have to come and teach us."

“That’s what I think too,” Zhang Zhe readily agreed.

There are many wealthy people in Qingdao, but not many are still looking for partners. According to Zhang Zhe's understanding, Zhiyin Marriage Agency has fewer than 200 high-net-worth clients with total assets of over 1000 million yuan.

Many of them are second-generation entrepreneurs; if we only count the first generation, they probably only make up one-third of the total.

Although not everyone in Lao Bai's group is a multi-millionaire, and there are also small business owners with assets of several million, the total number of people is still quite considerable.

Zhang Zhe's intervention at this point was tantamount to taking over the most valuable inheritance of the matchmaking agency owner who operated a sewing machine.

There's no reason not to agree.

"Brother Zhang, does this mean you agree? Okay, okay." Old Bai was very happy: "We all have our own trusted matchmakers, and we usually find our own. This is the first time we've invited someone to give a lecture."

"It's a good opportunity for everyone to get together."

"Brother Zhang, I'll add you to the group later. My brother's family just opened a beer hall. You can give a speech there, and we can drink and listen."

“A beer hall won’t do.” Zhang Zhe felt it was an ominous sign, afraid that he might suddenly grow a mustache halfway through his sentence: “I don’t drink, so you guys will be drinking while I just watch.”

"How about we go to a barbecue restaurant?"

“I won’t be giving lectures anymore. Let’s just eat separately. If anyone has any questions, come to me and I’ll help analyze them while we eat.” Zhang Zhe said sincerely, “Everyone has different views on marriage. Even if we all get together to listen to me, not everyone will necessarily listen.”

"Few middle-aged people enjoy going to class."

“Indeed, there are a few stubborn ones, and no one can persuade them…”

Lao Bai and Zhang Zhe discussed it for a while and finally chose a seafood barbecue restaurant owned by a big brother in the club group. They would book the whole place for tomorrow night and not let outsiders in.

After the two finished chatting, Lao Bai added Zhang Zhe to the group chat.

When Zhang Zhe joined the group, everyone was chatting. When he saw the names of several group members, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

【Hui Zi (who almost married a man)】

[Brother Qiang (doesn't date people from out of town)]

[Liu Shao (impotent)]

【Wang Zi (Green Hat *3)】

Is this still human?

Besides Lao Bai, the only normal person was [AAA Fishing Tackle Wholesaler]. When he joined the group, he was calling out to people in the group: "Brothers, let's go fishing tomorrow!"

Zhang Zhe later learned that this fisherman was the only one in the group with a wife and children, but real fishermen know that it doesn't make much difference whether he has one or not, as long as it doesn't interfere with his fishing.

The fishing enthusiast joined the group only two days earlier than Zhang Zhe. He was invited in by another veteran member, and his purpose was simple:
Since none of us can find wives, why don't we go fishing together? Over time, rockfish will become more attractive than women.

Unfortunately, Zhang Zhe joined the group immediately.

(End of this chapter)