Livestream Matchmaking: My Intel Infinitely Refreshes

[High-Value Intelligence]

[Your matchmaking target, Han Huijuan, isn’t particularly close to her mother. She registered all her properties under her mother’s name because she received an investment from her stepfather for her business in its early days. They agreed she would pay him back in the form of commercial real estate;

Her company has accumulated losses of over 3 million in the last two quarters, and its current operations are primarily funded by loans taken out against the properties registered in her mother’s name;

However, Han Huijuan has protected her personal assets very well. Even if the company goes bankrupt due to debt, she will still be a multimillionaire. The host can proceed with the matchmaking without worry.]

The system’s intelligence laid out the facts about the young woman.

She really did make her own mother the company’s legal representative and was using her mother’s properties to secure business loans.

’From Zhang Zhe’s perspective, this young woman seemed to have a rather detached view of family.’

’Unsurprisingly, she probably saw marriage as just another calculation.’

"My company is doing quite well. There are no problems."

The woman was still trying to explain herself. After all, Zhang Zhe had called her "too filial," and no normal person would want a wife like that.

"An agency has already contacted me about IPO consulting. In another two years, we’ll have a chance to be listed on the STAR Market."

"As for my mother being the legal representative, that’s because I was only nineteen when I started the business. I was too young, and no one would take me seriously, so I had an elder in the family help out."

"I’ll definitely be changing it back later."

Mrs. Xu, sitting beside them, clearly didn’t have a system. She believed the young woman’s story, thinking that the mother had become the legal representative to support her daughter’s career.

Putting herself in her shoes, she would be willing to do the same for her own children.

Mrs. Xu even offered some well-intentioned advice:

"Before you meet, I’ll verify all the financial details. That’s not just for your side, young lady. I’ll also confirm how much savings the man’s family has and their overall financial standing."

"Honesty is a must in matchmaking."

"I agree completely," the young woman replied readily.

"Same here," Zhang Zhe also responded.

"Now, may I ask my second question?"

"Mhm, go ahead."

"My second question is, you’re a first-generation entrepreneur, born after 2000, and quite young. Why aren’t you looking ’up’?"

"Why are you already looking ’down’ so soon?"

Zhang Zhe pointed to himself and said:

"I have a very clear understanding of myself. You’re an A8. Normally, you should be looking for another A8, or maybe even try for an A9."

Mrs. Xu, at his side, nodded in agreement. "I have the same question."

"Young lady, what is it about Xiaozhang that you like? Objectively speaking, there’s a pretty big gap in your circumstances."

[What Teacher Xu said was so harsh. The male guest is hurt.]

[I can only assume this sister is into his looks.]

[Anyone saying it’s his looks needs to get their eyes checked. Is his face worth 10 million?]

[With her stats, she can only look ’down’? She must have some major flaw.]

"I’ve actually tried looking ’up,’ but it didn’t work out."

"After that, I realized that a man can either provide me with money or provide me with emotional value. I can only pick one."

"Now, I want to find a partner who can provide me with emotional value."

The woman sounded very sincere.

’Translated, her words meant: ’I used to want to find a rich old man, but whether I got dumped or scammed, who knows. In any case, it didn’t work out.’

’Heartbroken, now she just wants to find someone who’s nice to her.’

"You think I can provide you with emotional value? I’m a programmer," Zhang Zhe said, wondering if he’d misheard.

"Yes, you can. Because when that other girl came on the stream earlier, I thought what you said had a lot of emotional value."

"Ohhh—"

Zhang Zhe understood.

’He had sided with that girl who was complaining about her boyfriend, and in this rich woman’s eyes, that was exactly how she wanted her partner to treat her.’

’She was looking for a bootlicker.’

’And she didn’t mind spending a little money to get it.’

"In that case, I don’t think we’re a good match," Zhang Zhe said, shaking his head.

"Why?"

"Because you don’t have enough money."

"Huh?" Both the woman and Mrs. Xu were shocked.

"For the past few years, my net income has been over 5 million a year. That’s nearly twenty times what you make. Isn’t that enough?"

"Are you trying to find someone with an annual income in the tens of millions or something?"

"Haha." Zhang Zhe laughed outright. "Teacher Xu, this young lady has presented us with another math problem. Did you catch the flaw in what she just said?"

"Let me think..."

Mrs. Xu furrowed her brow, genuinely thinking it over.

’Where’s the problem?’

The old woman had her pride to consider.

After racking her brain for a moment, she actually figured it out. "Young lady, if your annual income is 5 million, how come your total assets are only 10 million?"

"Isn’t that normal? When you make money, you have to spend it," the woman said in a matter-of-fact tone. "Spending money is part of my motivation for earning it. I’m not just a money-making machine."

"That’s certainly normal, but have you considered this," Zhang Zhe pointed out. "In that case, how much money could you afford to spend on me each year?"

[He kind of has a point.]

[Wait a sec, why do I feel like their genders are swapped?]

[Damn, as expected of the Matchmaker. That’s a flawless angle.]

[If she wants a full-time husband, she’d have to pay at least 500,000 a year, right?]

"Well..." The woman glanced at the bullet comments and took a suggestion from the "sisters" in the stream. "I think I could give you 50,000 a month, at least?"

"Only 50,000? That’s too little for me."

Zhang Zhe shook his head. It wasn’t that he was being arrogant.

It was just that the current market rate was higher.

’Buying a bootlicker with money has long been a business.’

"I have a friend who’s a professional bootlicker. He can wear a butler’s outfit and serve you tea, do your laundry and cooking, and even wash your feet. He sells everything but his body."

"He provides maximum emotional value—the type who won’t even fight back if you hit him."

"His monthly retainer is 100,000, and he doesn’t take on low-end clients."

"Oh, and by the way, he’s not even as handsome as I am."

"That expensive?" The woman was clearly surprised that such a thing existed.

’But in reality, if the genders were swapped, a man giving his wife 100,000 a month and expecting her to dote on him unconditionally would seem perfectly normal.’

"See? You think it’s too expensive," Zhang Zhe said with a shrug.

’If you think it’s expensive, then we can’t do business.’

"But I... I don’t need you to serve me tea or anything. Just providing a little emotional value is enough."

"Then you shouldn’t be looking for me," Zhang Zhe advised. "You should look for guys with lower incomes, the ones who want to be kept men."

"Their skills aren’t up to par, so they can only provide low-level emotional value."

"When I get involved, it’s on the level of ’Qing City’s Most Devoted Lover’."

"Besides, my annual income is already over 300,000. Your offer of 50,000 a month isn’t that tempting."

"For 100,000, I might consider it."

Zhang Zhe said he’d *consider* it, but he definitely wouldn’t accept.

Even if he were a normal guy without a system, he wouldn’t accept. The "soft rice" this woman was offering was half-cooked; it wasn’t satisfying enough.

"So the question now is, can you offer 100,000?"

"I can’t." The woman thought for a moment and refused. "100,000 is too much. I only manage to save about 200,000 myself each month. If the market is bad, I might not even have 100,000 for myself."