Chapter 236 - 234: Looking for Trouble?

Chapter 236: Chapter 234: Looking for Trouble?

[Any guy who meets Brother Zhang’s criteria is in for a treat. They get a wife whose father has a criminal record.]

[Honestly, I don’t care about the criminal record, but I’m afraid her dad will get out and do it again.]

[Compared to this girl, my family situation suddenly seems pretty decent.]

"Brother Zhang, just because I’m pretty, does that mean I have to find a guy who only cares about looks?"

The young woman mulled over Zhang Zhe’s advice, feeling that something wasn’t quite right.

"Actually, besides my looks, I have a lot of other good qualities."

"For example?" Zhang Zhe gestured with his hand. "Please, give me some examples."

"I’m very independent. Right now, I can not only support myself, but my family as well."

"Are you sure that’s a good quality?"

"The point you just made probably needs to be broken down into two parts."

Zhang Zhe shook his head and began his analysis.

"You can support yourself, which is barely a strength. But your profession is very unique. As a streamer, you can’t expect to still have this level of income when you’re in your thirties or forties, right?"

"So on that front, your advantage is very limited."

"As for being able to support your family—to be honest, in the dating market, that’s actually a clear-cut disadvantage."

"You might think it’s impressive that you can support your parents, but imagine there’s another girl who looks just like you, and her parents can support themselves."

"If you were the man, who do you think you’d choose as a wife for a less stressful life down the road?"

"..." The woman hesitated for a moment before saying, "I guess it would be better to choose the one whose parents can support themselves in their old age."

"So, you see, you really don’t have many advantages. Fortunately, there are plenty of guys who are all about looks these days, so you still have a chance to cash in on your beauty at a high premium."

"As for whether you can hold onto your marriage after you’ve cashed in, well, that will depend on your own abilities."

"Alright, I understand what you mean, Brother Zhang." The woman let out a long sigh, seemingly a bit disappointed.

’What was she disappointed about?’ Neither Zhang Zhe nor the bullet comments could figure it out.

’Did she really think that being pretty and earning 20,000 a month meant she could marry up into a rich family?’

But a quick calculation made it clear. If this girl was a "clean" streamer—meaning she didn’t do private meetups with big donors or sell photo albums—then her income would be just over 200,000 yuan a year.

After her own living expenses and supporting her family, she could probably save around 50,000 a year.

Let’s say she could keep this up for 10 years, from age 20 to 30. That’s only 500,000 in savings.

That amount of money really wasn’t enough to be considered an excellent prospect.

Of course, if she changed careers and got a job within the government system or at a state-owned enterprise, it would be a different story. Those aren’t 10-year jobs; they’re jobs for life.

In that case, even with a difficult family situation, it would be much easier for her to find a partner than it was now.

"Let this be a warning, brothers and sisters. Getting a criminal record really can affect your children’s marriage prospects."

"I’ll edit this into a clip later. You can all share it with your parents."

[My parents told me that every generation has to fend for itself. Anyway, my dad’s motto is ’if you’ve got a problem with me, let’s fight.’]

[No big deal. I’ll just have my dad make some friends in prison and introduce me to their daughters.]

[I don’t plan on getting married anyway.]

[What about my case? I made my grandparents take out online loans and not pay them back. Does that have an impact?]

Amidst the flood of bullet comments, Zhang Zhe spotted a shocking one:

[What if my dad embezzled 100 million in public funds, went to prison to work the sewing machines, and sent me abroad to live it up?]

"Hey, to the bro who said his family has 100 million, why does your IP address actually say you’re in Canada?"

"Can you come back? If you come back, I guarantee your dad will get his sentence reduced."

"How about you Venmo me 50 million? I’ll help you keep it a secret."

"Oh, your dad’s already working the sewing machines, is he? Then I guess there’s nothing left to keep secret."

"What a pity." Zhang Zhe shook his head. ’I thought I’d stumbled onto some incredible case, but even if it were true, it’s already old news.’

Then again, it was hard to say whether a family history of financial crime would affect a child’s marriage prospects. After all, money has a powerful influence.

"Why is someone saying they’re going to go home and ask their dad to see if he can ’get his hands on’ a few tens of millions?"

Zhang Zhe stared at the bullet comments, completely baffled.

"Bro, are you stupid? If he could have—or wanted to—get that kind of money, he would’ve done it a long time ago."

"There’s no way you’re in your twenties or thirties and your dad has tens of millions stashed away that you don’t know about. What, is your dad Zhao Dehan or something?"

Zhang Zhe shook his head as he watched the comments. ’This person clearly lacks life experience.’ In that kind of family, the father-son relationship was usually iron-clad. They wouldn’t hide anything from each other, not even if the father had a mistress on the side.

They were a community of shared interests bound by blood, and a father in that position could only trust his son.

Zhang Zhe was just bantering with the bullet comments about this and that when Xia Yi suddenly reminded him that another paid consultation request had come in.

He quickly connected to the call with the other party.

"Hello there. Are you the one looking for a marriage consultation for yourself?"

Zhang Zhe clicked on the person’s profile for a quick look: female, private account, 110,000+ likes, following over 700 people, and surprisingly, had over 4,000 followers.

Based on Zhang Zhe’s experience, for a private account to have so many likes and followers, she either had to have made a viral comment or she spent her days acting like an armchair general in other people’s comment sections.

"Hello, streamer. I’m here to express my opinion. I’ve been watching your stream for the past two days, and I’d like to discuss this issue of ’marriage positioning’ with you."

The woman’s voice sounded a bit strained, as if by excess body fat. Or, as the bullet comments put it:

[This kind of voice has a super high chance of belonging to a fatty.]

It was the typical vocal profile of an overweight woman.

"I don’t think this ’marriage positioning’ you do has any meaning."

"When you’re looking for a partner, can’t you just find someone whose looks and personality make your heart skip a beat? Is it really necessary to analyze everything so much?"

[If it were as simple as you say, there wouldn’t be so many people who can’t get married.]

[My ex-girlfriend and I had sparks inside and out, but we broke up over a 500,000 bride price. Any thoughts on that one?]

[LMAO, what kind of student-level thinking is this? Still thinking marriage is about sparks?]

[Sounds like some piggy girl has come to battle Brother Zhang.]

"I can tell you why."

Zhang Zhe could hear the cold, slightly aggressive tone in her voice.

It was like when you’re deep in thought, working on a math problem, and someone suddenly walks by and says:

What’s the point of thinking about this kind of problem? It’s not going to be on the test anyway.

It gave him a feeling of dealing with someone completely unreasonable.

But for the sake of the consultation fee, Zhang Zhe decided to answer her head-on.

"Because many of the people who come to me for consultations have an ideal partner in mind, but they have no idea if the kind of person they’re looking for would ever be interested in them. Or, for that matter, if that kind of person even exists."

"Of course they exist. It’s just a matter of having slightly higher standards..."

"Really?" Zhang Zhe couldn’t help but cut her off. "Why don’t you go watch one of my clips? Search for the keywords: ’Wang Yibo in the System.’"

"Then you’ll know that some people really don’t exist."

"Uh... that’s an exceptional case," the woman retorted. "I think in most situations, you don’t need your analysis. You have an idea in your heart, and as for whether it’s a good fit or not, you just have to try it out to know."