I, reborn, really don't want to be a matchmaker!

Soon, the two arrived at the entrance of the grass carp restaurant.

It was lunchtime, so there were many diners coming and going at the entrance of the grass carp restaurant.

Just as Qin Chaoyang was about to see which table Tang the Cripple was at, Tang the Cripple came out to greet him with a well-off middle-aged couple.

The middle-aged couple were adorned with gold and silver, clearly indicating they were wealthy.

They were none other than Zhou Jian's parents, Zhou Xintian and Wang Qiuju.

After exchanging a few pleasantries and getting to know each other, Zhou Xintian pulled Qin Chaoyang towards a private room in the small restaurant: "Little Qin! You'd better drink more today."

"Sorry, I don't drink." Qin Chaoyang couldn't figure out what Zhou Xintian was up to, so he quickly and politely declined.

It wasn't that he was being overly cautious; rather, he had previously used reverse psychology to "offend" Zhou Jian, and now Zhou Xintian was asking him to drink—something just didn't seem right.

"Then you can drink soda." Zhou Xintian didn't force Qin Chaoyang after hearing this, but instead changed his mind with a smile.

"Okay!" Qin Chaoyang nodded and followed Zhou Xintian into the private room.

The private room was very clean and quiet after the door was closed.

This surprised Qin Chaoyang.

After all, in his cognition.

The environment of the small restaurants in the market in 1988 was not as good as this.

"You brat, why are you still sitting there! Hurry up and pour some tea for Xiao Qin." Zhou Xintian saw that Zhou Jian was ignoring Qin Chaoyang and had a displeased look on his face, so he immediately scolded him.

"Dad..." Zhou Jian frowned.

"Don't call me Dad, hurry up and pour the tea!" Zhou Xintian glared at Zhou Jian.

He was puzzled. He was doing very well in business at the market, so why did he have such a stubborn son?

Doesn't he know that the most important thing for a merchant is to make money by being friendly?

Doesn't he know that you can offend anyone in this world, but you can't offend a matchmaker like Qin Chaoyang?

"Oh!" Zhou Jian couldn't win against Zhou Xintian, so even though he was very unwilling, he had no choice but to obediently pour tea for Qin Chaoyang.

Qin Chaoyang smiled as he looked at the teacup nearly overflowing. "Brother Zhou, they say tea should be poured to the brim, and wine should be poured to the brim. Are you criticizing me for filling this cup so full?"

"I...I..." Zhou Jian wanted to retort directly, but seeing the look his mother gave him, he had no choice but to swallow the words that were on the tip of his tongue.

"What do you mean 'what do you mean 'what do you mean 'what do you mean 'what do you mean ''? Why isn't the food on the table yet? Go and urge them to hurry up'," Zhou Xintian said impatiently, afraid that his son would mess things up.

"Yes, let's go and urge them," Wang Qiuju agreed.

"Okay." Zhou Jian reluctantly left the private room.

Tang Shuang told Tang the Cripple before quickly catching up.

After Zhou Jian and Tang Shuang disappeared from sight, Zhou Xintian patted his big belly and said to Qin Chaoyang, "Little Qin, my son is inexperienced and speaks without thinking. I hope you will forgive him."

"It's nothing, it's nothing." Qin Chaoyang waved his hand.

The information in the virtual pop-up window all indicated that Zhou Jian was a person with extremely low emotional intelligence. If he were to argue with Zhou Jian under such circumstances, wouldn't he be just like Zhou Jian?

"It's good that you don't mind." Zhou Xintian breathed a sigh of relief. "By the way, I heard about Zhou Jian telling me about how you introduced Tang Shuang to a guy in the city."

"So what do you mean now?" Qin Chaoyang smiled. "Trying to cause me trouble?"

We really need to cause him trouble.

Tang Shuang really shouldn't marry Zhou Jian.

After all, everything he did was for Tang Shuang.

"No, no." Zhou Xintian waved his hands repeatedly: "I'm not as stupid as Zhou Jian, who would ruin a perfectly good thing."

"We want you to cancel Tang Shuang's blind date with Wang Dachui. If you're willing, this is your 'tea money'." Wang Qiuju took out a thick red envelope and placed it in front of Qin Chaoyang.

This clearly means that they agreed to Tang Shuang and Zhou Jian's relationship; otherwise, the red envelope given to Qin Chaoyang for doing the favor wouldn't have been so generous.

Qin Chaoyang saw through his predicament and said, "Canceling the blind date is easy, but the problem is, will Zhou Jian agree to accept such a large bribe from you?"

"What does he have to disagree with? It's not like it's his money being spent," Zhou Xintian replied irritably.

"That's right, it's not up to him to decide this," Wang Qiuju added.

"It's good that it's not his place to make the decision." Qin Chaoyang picked up the red envelope and put it in his shirt pocket. "I'll accept this red envelope. Don't worry about canceling the blind date. I will definitely take care of it properly and won't let Wang Dachui say a word against it."

"That's good." Zhou Xintian breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Qiuju also became happy.

This is what the couple discovered.

Qin Chaoyang, the matchmaker, is very shrewd.

Unlike Zhou Jian, who doesn't understand anything about social etiquette or interpersonal relationships.

"But I must remind you," Qin Chaoyang said, taking a small sip of tea. "Tang Shuang is from the same village as me, so don't bully her."

Tang the Cripple, who was standing nearby, was deeply moved upon hearing this.

After all, it would be different if it were another matchmaker.

They wouldn't say something so heartwarming.

"Hahaha... How could that be?" Zhou Xintian laughed and assured him, "Zhou Jian is our only son. If Tang Shuang marries Zhou Jian, we'll spoil them both rotten!"

"That's good." Qin Chaoyang nodded.

Although it's hard to tell whether Zhou Xintian and Wang Qiuju are good or bad right now, they are a hundred times better than Zhou Jian in terms of interpersonal skills.

Under such circumstances, it is indeed unlikely that Tang Shuang would be bullied.

Even with these thoughts, Qin Chaoyang was still somewhat uneasy. Taking advantage of the time they were chatting over tea, he used a virtual pop-up window to check Zhou Xintian's personal information.

Zhou Xintian

Sex: Male

Age: 48

Height: 1.72 meters

Education level: Primary school

Weight: 88 kg

Occupation: Merchant

Personality: Loyal and generous.

Talent: Possesses a unique advantage in doing business.

Physical condition: Very poor, suffering from six diseases including severe hypertension, moderate fatty liver, and rhinitis.

Recommendation: Lose weight immediately and exercise appropriately for two hours every day.

Marital Status: Married

Hobbies: Fishing, collecting silver coins, and any objects made of rosewood.

Overall assessment: A very easy-going person; although his net worth exceeds ten thousand, his health is worrying.

If this doesn't change within the next year, death will result from cerebral hemorrhage.

……

Looking at Zhou Xintian's personal information, Qin Chaoyang was stunned for a moment and then froze.

After all, he never expected that Zhou Xintian's net worth would exceed 10,000 yuan in 1988, making him a legendary "ten-thousand-yuan household".

That's not the main point; the main point is his loyal and affectionate character.

If the virtual pop-up window doesn't display any errors, then Tang Shuang will undoubtedly enjoy a life of luxury after marrying into the Zhou family.

However, Zhou Xintian's physical condition was somewhat worrying to him.

Without exercise and change, one will die from cerebral hemorrhage within a year.

This was bad news for him, coming in advance.

In order to prevent Tang Shuang from losing her father-in-law at such a young age, Qin Chaoyang quickly came to his senses and asked, "Boss Zhou, you've been... lately..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Zhou Jian, who had just entered the private room, interrupted him: "Dad, what kind of liquor would you like to drink later? Red Star Erguotou, or Wuliangye?"

"Of course it's Wuliangye." Zhou Xintian patted his big belly. "Give me three bottles. My in-laws and I will drink until we drop."

"Okay! Okay!" Zhou Jian nodded repeatedly.

Tang the Cripple didn't have any objections.

But Qin Chaoyang frowned: "Boss Zhou, I think a couple of drinks are enough; there's no need to drink until you're completely drunk."

"Why?" Zhou Xintian asked, puzzled.

Zhou Jian was also somewhat puzzled.

Today is a special day for him and Tang Shuang.

He won't even let us drink to our hearts' content. Is Qin Chaoyang deliberately picking a fight?

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