Chapter 247 - 245: Roasting the Rich All the Same

Chapter 247: Chapter 245: Roasting the Rich All the Same

"Girl, there’s no need for that. Everyone has different tastes."

"Everyone’s scores are subjective. For an objective score, just go by mine. I’m fair and impartial."

Zhang Zhe tried to be the good guy and mediate, but the woman on the call was already fully committed to her showdown with the audience member.

That audience member was pretty interesting, too. She got called out and attacked, but her bullet comments just kept coming, one after another. She didn’t back down an inch.

Zhang Zhe couldn’t read all the bullet comments, but based on what the woman was saying, he could guess what the viewer named ’Huadeng Chushang’ had written.

"Seriously, what are you even arguing about? My double eyelids are all-natural. So what if you work in cosmetic surgery?"

"Hahaha, and you’re docking me 0.5 points? Who do you think you are?"

"You’re hilarious. You think I’m a 3? Why don’t you show your face and let everyone see what you score?"

"Come on, come on, get on the stream. Turn on your camera."

"If you dare to get on stream and turn on your camera, then of course I’ll turn mine on too. I don’t have it on because I’m not wearing any makeup, not because I’m too ugly to show my face."

"That’s right, I’m a very ’interesting’ person."

"If you don’t have the guts to come on stream, then just shut up and stew."

[Hahaha, this girl is something else.]

[Why did you have to go and provoke her?]

[Girls born after 2000 really are fierce. They’ll fight anyone who disagrees with them.]

[I actually kind of like girls with this personality, but I wouldn’t marry one.]

Zhang Zhe specifically clicked on the profile of the viewer arguing with the female guest. It really was an older woman.

This was basically internal strife.

That’s why the male viewers in the chat were so happily enjoying the show.

"Zhang Zhe..." Xia Yi, standing beside him, was breaking out in a cold sweat for the streamer. It was a good thing the woman’s anger was directed at the audience; if it were aimed at the host, the consequences would be unthinkable. "You’d better watch what you say later. I have a feeling she might sue you."

"I have that feeling too." Zhang Zhe nodded in solemn agreement.

’If I wrote ’Looks: 3/10’ on the whiteboard,’ he thought, ’she’d probably be taking a screenshot for evidence and calling her lawyer right now.’

"Alright, I’m done arguing with you. Just keep hiding behind your phone screen and giving out your garbage scores."

"Sir..."

The woman on the call was finally tired of arguing—or maybe the viewer had just started ignoring her—so she finally remembered why she was here.

"Let’s continue."

"Alright." Zhang Zhe nodded with a smile. "Let’s talk about what you’re looking for in a partner..."

"Um, okay." The woman seemed to realize something and started to backtrack. "I actually have a really good personality, but I just can’t stand people like her."

"She won’t even show her face, yet she’s here judging me."

"Saying my eyes are small and my nose is big... well, my features are a sign of wealth. Are yours?"

[A sign of wealth with an annual salary of 50-60k? If that’s what wealth fortune gets you, I’d rather not have it.]

[Her family’s house is probably about to be demolished and compensated, that’s why she says she has ’wealth fortune.’]

[She seems a bit tacky. Or maybe my standards for art students are just too high?]

[Who was so blunt that they completely broke through her defenses?]

If this were on a forum like Tieba, Zhang Zhe would have, at the very least, replied with a simple: "Triggered."

But this was his own live stream, and he had to maintain a positive atmosphere, so he could only continue the conversation seriously.

"So what kind of person are you looking for? Tell me about it."

"I’m looking for someone who is at least from a family of similar standing to mine."

"So, another guy from an A8 family?"

"It depends, even for A8. The ones with a lot of fixed assets don’t count. Some of them just have one or two nice houses but not much cash on hand."

"So you’re looking for an A9?"

"Yes, I’d really like to find a rich second-gen from an A9 family." The woman was very direct. "I think with my family background and my looks, I can match with a second-gen who isn’t, you know, at the very top of the pile."

"You can’t," Zhang Zhe replied bluntly.

But Xia Yi tugged his arm, signaling for him to be more tactful.

Zhang Zhe could only add:

"It’s not your fault, though. It’s just that those second-gens from A9 families who aren’t that exceptional themselves... they actually prefer more traditional women with softer personalities."

"Then they have no taste."

[What’s that supposed to mean? Are you saying she has a bad personality?]

[The host’s about to get a letter from her lawyer.]

[Fly high, Brother Zhang, your fans will always have your back!]

[What rich second-gen could put up with a woman like this? She explodes at the slightest provocation.]

"You know, I admit what you’re saying is true, host."

"My temper isn’t really compatible with those rich second-gens."

"But they all really like me."

"..." Zhang Zhe blinked. ’I knew it,’ he thought. ’Here it comes.’

Whenever he encountered an art student like this, he didn’t even have to think; they’d definitely had some messy entanglements with rich heirs.

But the viewers in the stream had analyzed it correctly:

The kind of men who would accept a woman like this don’t really care about her past. It’s what some of them silently accept as "the price of getting a beautiful woman."

"Could it be that they like you because it’s free?"

"Who doesn’t like free things?" Zhang Zhe asked, phrasing the question very cautiously.

The woman immediately retorted, "I never did anything with them. You don’t need to say things like that, host."

"I’ve dated two second-gens, but it’s not like I was just giving myself away or anything. They were just normal relationships."

[TL;DR: She wasn’t giving it away, because she charged for it.]

[What else would you do? I don’t believe for a second your relationships with those rich guys were platonic.]

[For once, I don’t hate the rich, hahaha.]

[This is the first time I feel sorry for what the rich second-gens have to ’eat.’]

"Dating has nothing to do with marriage."

"You can date, but you can’t advance the relationship to marriage."

"I don’t need to say much more. Just think about the reasons you broke up, or try pushing a relationship toward marriage. You’ll understand then."

"Girl, ask yourself this: when you lose your temper, are you going to just yield to your partner because his family is A9?"

"No way." The woman’s answer was swift.

After answering, she fell silent, because she now understood what Zhang Zhe meant.

In reality, a lot of beautiful women from well-off families can’t marry up for this exact same reason.

She could recognize that she was the one trying to marry up.

But a temper she’d spent over twenty years cultivating wasn’t something she could change overnight. She simply couldn’t take being wronged and would lash out at the slightest provocation.

"So if I can’t find a rich second-gen, what kind of guy can I find?"

"Sir, what’s the upper limit for me in terms of a partner?"

"It’s with an ordinary guy who’s really into your looks," Zhang Zhe analyzed. "A guy from a similar family background who is especially satisfied with your appearance—he’s the one who can tolerate your bad temper."

"Your family’s status won’t be that much lower than his, so you’ll have the backing of your own family to support you when you throw tantrums after getting married. Add that to the fact he genuinely likes your face, and it’ll work out."

[Sigh, I feel like he’s talking about a friend of mine.]

[A beautiful woman from a similar background... yeah, you can accept a bit of a temper.]

[But she’s been with two second-gens. Can she even look at a regular A8 guy anymore?]

[With a temper like that, she can only find a doormat.]

Seeing that she seemed to be taking it relatively well, Zhang Zhe finally wrote down her personality flaws:

Extremely sensitive, short-fused and explosive, loves to argue.

Seeing him finish writing, the woman suddenly had another idea. "Sir, what if I change my personality?"

"I’ll try my best not to argue with people from now on. Would that work?"

"That won’t work either." Zhang Zhe shook his head. "Arguing with people is just a symptom. The root cause is that your way of dealing with problems is too direct."

"Hold on... we happen to have a rich second-gen from an A9 family in the stream right now."

"He says he wants to come on and have a word with you."