Chapter 273 - 271: High-End Route?

Chapter 273: Chapter 271: High-End Route?

When Old Bai saw Zhang Zhe’s message, he called him directly. The first thing he said was:

"Brother Zhang, you finally came around!"

"If you hadn’t told me, I would’ve had to rack my brain again tomorrow trying to convince people to go to your livestream for a consultation."

"You’ve worked hard, Brother Bai," Zhang Zhe said with sincere gratitude.

In truth, he had already earned the trust of most members in the bachelor’s club group chat.

There were more people like Hui Zi who wanted to hire him for private consultations than he could count on one hand, but Zhang Zhe hadn’t been taking on a large volume of clients.

This was because the needs of those wealthy men didn’t align with the services he could currently provide.

Plenty of bachelors in the group were willing to pay 300,000 yuan for Zhang Zhe to help them find a wife.

But that money wasn’t as easy to earn as it sounded. Once he took the payment, Zhang Zhe would have to search for suitable candidates in Qing City according to the client’s requirements.

To put it bluntly, the job was similar to that of an imperial envoy in ancient times, tasked with selecting concubines from among the common folk for the emperor. The only difference was that the emperor was looking for concubines, while these bachelors were looking for wives.

Back then, Zhang Zhe’s career was just starting. He had no resources of his own and was well aware of the principle of not biting off more than he could chew. Old Bai had asked him several times on behalf of the group members if he wanted to take on such jobs, but he had always politely declined.

He stated that he was only accepting consultation work for the time being.

So, Old Bai had been helping explain the situation to everyone, and the brothers in the group were understanding.

But understanding was one thing; they weren’t just going to give Zhang Zhe money for free. As a result, he hadn’t really done any business with these wealthy clients.

It wasn’t until today, when Xia Yi asked when his matchmaking agency would be on stable footing,

that Zhang Zhe suddenly felt some inclination in this direction.

However, he still wasn’t capable of taking on the "300,000 yuan to guarantee a wife" kind of business.

"I’m planning to slowly move into the high-end market now," Zhang Zhe explained to Old Bai over the phone. "I’ll livestream in the morning, take private clients in the afternoon and evening, and then livestream again at 9 PM."

"That way, I won’t neglect either side."

"Grinding that hard?" Old Bai clicked his tongue on the other end of the line. "Brother Zhang, I don’t think you need to push yourself so much."

"But it’s fine. You go ahead and do it this way for now. Once I introduce you to a few clients, you’ll see that in the matchmaking business, the real money is with the rich."

"I was just afraid I wasn’t skilled enough and would mess up everyone’s chances at marriage," Zhang Zhe said with an embarrassed laugh.

’In reality, his main fear was taking the money but failing to deliver, which would lead to angry clients showing up at his door.’

"Brother Zhang, you’re making things awkward," Old Bai said righteously. "Who in our group is afraid of a little delay?"

"The ones who are really afraid of delays have long since gone off to prey on naive college girls."

"Alright, I won’t say any more, brother."

"Just you wait. I’ll bring some business right to your door tomorrow. I get requests to help set people up on blind dates every single day, nonstop."

"Okay, thanks, Brother Bai. In that case, dinner’s on me tomorrow night."

"Should we go to the Drunken Xiang Building or Sea Banquet?" Zhang Zhe understood a bit of social etiquette. Old Bai wasn’t short on cash, so he had to show him the proper respect.

Whether the deal went through or not, the dinner had to be arranged properly.

"No, no, there’s no need for you to treat. Tomorrow, we’ll have the client pay for our dinner."

Old Bai let out a mischievous laugh on the other end of the line.

"Brother Zhang, you’re my best Matchmaker asset. I’m introducing you to them; how could they not treat us to a meal?"

Even though the group seemed small, every member had relatives and friends. If you counted them all, it would easily be several hundred people.

As the organizer of this network, whenever anyone had marriage-related problems, they naturally thought of him first, like a big brother figure.

It was a good thing his network only discussed matters of love and marriage.

With so many people, if they got into anything sensitive, Old Bai, as the leader, could have easily ended up doing hard time.

...

「The next day at noon」

Old Bai’s classic Mercedes pulled right up to the entrance of Zhang Zhe’s matchmaking agency.

Zhang Zhe had already prepared the tea.

Seeing Old Bai get out of the car, he was already looking forward to meeting today’s client. The result, however, was a bit unexpected. A little old man with his head wrapped in gauze stepped out of the car.

He looked to be over fifty.

Zhang Zhe believed he was rich—it was normal for someone his age to have money—but finding a wife for an uncle like this... Hsss—

Zhang Zhe could already imagine how difficult it would be.

"Brother Zhang!" Old Bai boomed energetically the moment he walked in. "It’s been a while!"

"Although, I do see you on your livestream every day."

"Come, let me introduce you. This is my second uncle."

"Second Uncle, this is Brother Zhang. You can just call him Teacher Zhang."

"Huh?" Zhang Zhe shook his head as he poured the tea. "No, no, no, I’m no teacher. Second Uncle, you can just call me Xiaozhang."

’President Bai is such a big boss. How could his uncle possibly call a junior like me ’Teacher’?’

But Second Uncle Bai either didn’t seem to hear Zhang Zhe or was just too obedient to Old Bai. He took the tea and respectfully called out, "Teacher Zhang."

"Brother Zhang, don’t mind him," Old Bai said with a smile, noticing Zhang Zhe’s discomfort. "Didn’t I say I was going to introduce you to some business?"

"The person looking for you this time is a beautiful woman."

"It’s too early right now; the lady is still in bed. She won’t be here until the afternoon. I was afraid you’d get anxious waiting, so I came over first by myself."

"I also brought my second uncle along to learn a few tricks from you. He’s been learning to be a Matchmaker recently, too."

"Is that so?" Zhang Zhe looked at the respectful Second Uncle Bai, finding it a bit hard to believe. "You’re a Matchmaker too?"

"Not really, not really," Second Uncle Bai said, waving his hands with an awkward smile.

"He’s really not."

"Brother Zhang, take a guess. Why is my second uncle’s head wrapped in gauze?"

As Old Bai spoke, he couldn’t help but start chuckling.

"You might not believe this, but he was trying to set someone up, and the woman chased him for two streets with a broom and beat him up like this."

"He even got three stitches."

"But to be honest, his earning efficiency is higher than yours, Brother Zhang, because he’s earning his medical fees."

"..." Zhang Zhe’s sense of morality was at war with his urge to laugh.

In the end, looking at Second Uncle Bai’s dejected expression, he managed to hold it in.

He now understood why the older man seemed so quiet and reserved. He had probably been "humiliated" by Old Bai a little too much.

"Come on, Uncle, why don’t you ask Teacher Zhang for some advice?"

"Let’s review what went wrong when you were matchmaking."

Old Bai egged him on from the side.

Zhang Zhe wasn’t sure what was going on, but judging by his expression, Second Uncle Bai wasn’t angry at all. In fact, he genuinely seemed to want to ask.

’I don’t get why a man in his fifties would want to start from scratch as a Matchmaker. Maybe he retired early and had nothing to do?’

But seeing him like this, Zhang Zhe was genuinely curious about what on earth he had done.

"Uncle, why don’t you tell me what happened?"

"I’ll help you analyze it."

"Alright." Second Uncle Bai nodded. "It was my first time matchmaking. I don’t have much experience."

"I brought the man to the woman’s house. They met, and the first impressions were mutually very good."

"The woman was a bit shy, and her parents weren’t home, so she hid in her room. She told me her terms and asked me to communicate them to the man."

"The man asked if the woman had ever been married before, and this is what I told him..."

The old man took a sip of tea, let out a long sigh, and tried to recall his exact words from that moment, striving to recreate the scene.

"Don’t you worry, young man. She’s definitely never been married. Twenty-four years old and still single."

"She’s only had one boyfriend so far, but the guy was irresponsible. He knocked her up and then ran off."

"The baby’s already been aborted. See how sensible she is? That’s way better than those who’d secretly have the baby and make you raise it."

"This girl is still fertile. If she can get pregnant with someone else’s kid, she can definitely get pregnant with yours. You can rest easy."

"She’s a really honest young lady, and pretty too..."