There was a red envelope of 800 yuan, two packs of Dalong cigarettes, and two bags of fruit, with a total value of over 1,000 yuan.
This is the matchmaking gift sent by Li Xingwen’s uncle Wang Jincheng, which is basically based on the Li family’s standards.
After seeing Jiang Feng accept the matchmaking red envelope, Wang Jincheng smiled and said, "Master Jiang, let me introduce my family to you first. I am from Dabei Town, and my husband and I run a rice noodle shop in the town. Our specialty is raw rice noodles. I have been running this rice noodle shop for more than ten years, and the business is pretty good. Although the wealth we have accumulated cannot be compared with that of my brother-in-law's family, it is at least a few hundred thousand."
Li Xingwen interrupted and said, "Master Jiang, my uncle is being modest. The noodle shop he runs is not only doing decent business, it is the best noodle shop in town."
Jiang Feng nodded and smiled: "Brother Wen, I have figured it out, Uncle Wang, please continue!"
Wang Jincheng smiled and continued, "My kid's name is Wang Feng. He's 28 years old this year. He graduated from an ordinary university. He's about 172 cm tall. I have a photo of him. I'll send it to you via WeChat!"
Wang Jincheng took out his phone and operated it while saying, "Currently, my kid is running a small milk tea shop in the provincial capital, but the location of the milk tea shop is not very good, and the business is average. On average, the net profit per month is only about three to four thousand, which is not as good as the salary of other people working outside. In addition, he has to bear the risk of investment failure in vain. It's really not worth it at all."
Jiang Feng looked at Wang Feng's photo and found that he looked ordinary, neither ugly nor handsome. He wore a pair of myopic glasses and looked gentle and polite.
Hearing what Wang Jincheng said, he immediately laughed and said, "Uncle Wang, you can't say that. Generally speaking, workers who get paid don't have to take any risks, but wages are fixed wages after all. Unless you are one of those awesome working emperors, it is simply impossible for ordinary people to get rich by working.
But it’s different if you invest in opening a store yourself. Even if you don’t make much money now, you still have to bear the risk of investment failure. However, once the investment is successful, the rewards will be amazing.”
Li Xingwen also agreed and said, "Master Jiang is right. Besides, my cousin's milk tea shop is not losing money, it's just making less money. Let him run it for a while. Even if he doesn't make much money, at least he will gain experience. The next time he invests, he will be more comprehensive and have a higher chance of success."
"I understand this. I am not worried about his investment failure now, but I am worried about his marriage."
At this point, Wang Jincheng sighed and said, "Master Jiang, you don't know, my boy is rather dull and has almost no social skills. Compared with my cousin Xiaowen, they are two extremes. If I didn't arrange a blind date for him, I doubt he would be able to stay single until old age."
Jiang Feng said: "Uncle Wang, don't worry. Everyone has a different personality. Brother Feng's personality is very down-to-earth. This kind of man may not be romantic, and he doesn't know how to make a woman happy, but he can give women the sense of security they want most, and that's enough!"
Wang Jincheng nodded and said, "Master Jiang, I believe in your vision. Anyway, I leave everything to you!"
Jiang Feng smiled and replied: "You're welcome, Uncle Wang, just wait for my news!"
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In the next two days, as if it was pre-arranged, two more clients came to ask for matchmaking. One of them was Li Xingwen’s childhood friend Zhou Xiaoben, and the other was Zhang Qiulan’s cousin He Xu.
We received three customers in three consecutive days, all of whom were closely related to the first customer, Li Xingwen. This shows the importance of word of mouth.
Because the three clients are all related to the Li family, the matchmaking gifts are basically the same, and the value of the red envelopes is around 1,000 yuan, which slightly raises the threshold for matchmaking.
Now Jiang Feng not only has his own car, but the search range for marriage matching values has also expanded from the original ten miles to thirty miles. Naturally, it is easy for him to find a suitable target.
Moreover, the marriage matching values of the three targets are not low, one is 81 points, one is 83 points, and one is 84 points. With such high matching values, once they become husband and wife, they will definitely be a model couple selected from thousands.
After arranging a blind date for them, Jiang Feng received another 3,000 yuan in red envelopes.
There is no doubt that all three customers expressed their attitudes with the amount of the red envelopes.
Blind dates are completely different from free love among young people. Among a hundred men and women who are willing to participate in blind dates, at least ninety-nine of them are aiming to get married.
Therefore, men and women who participate in blind dates basically abide by an unwritten rule, which is to make a decision within a short period of time whether to continue to develop the relationship with the blind date.
After all, those who go on blind dates are basically older men and women, and their age does not allow them to spend two or three years getting to know each other like young people.
Regardless of gender, when the age increases from the 20s to the 30s, the heart will no longer be as calm and composed as before.
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Shenzhen Stock Exchange.
A town outside the Great Wall.
Jiang Chunlian was loading luggage and gifts into the car with a look of joy. Tomorrow is July 14th. Since she came here to work in the early 1990s and married far away, she has been back to her parents' home only a few times.
I have never returned to my parents' home to celebrate July 14th.
On July 14th of this year, it was a rare occasion that her son was willing to accompany her back to her parents' home, so Jiang Chunlian naturally had reason to be happy.
The fourteenth day of the seventh lunar month, also known as the Ghost Festival and the Zhongyuan Festival, is one of the most important traditional festivals in my country.
Our country is vast and rich in resources, and customs and habits vary greatly from place to place. In some places, July 13, July 14, and July 15 are designated as festivals, and there is even a saying that "thirteen chickens, fourteen ducks, and fifteen pounds of pork."
In some areas of Guangxi and Guizhou provinces, the festival even starts on the first day of July and lasts until the fourteenth or fifteenth day of July. That's why there is the saying of celebrating the New Year on the fourteenth day of July.
Of course, only a few places celebrate the festival for more than ten days. For example, although Qinghe Town where Jiang Chunlian lives also attaches great importance to the Ghost Festival on July 14, it only celebrates it for one day.
After moving the luggage and gifts into the trunk, Jiang Chunlian got into the car with Liu Yan.
Liu Yan is a girlfriend her son Cui Yuan started dating two months ago. They are now discussing marriage. This time she was out playing with her son.
The driver was her son Cui Yuan. After the car started and left, Jiang Chunlian couldn't help but sigh secretly.
In fact, she wanted her husband Cui Zhiqiang to accompany her back to her parents' home, but unfortunately, they had been married for more than 20 years, and her husband had only accompanied her back to her parents' home once.
When faced with inquiries from her family over the years, Jiang Chunlian naturally had to cover for her husband, saying that he was busy with work and had no time.
But what actually happened was not only clear to Jiang Chunlian herself, but probably her family members had also guessed it.
She seemed to have married well, with her family's assets worth over 10 million.
Just like drinking the water, one knows whether it is hot or cold.
In fact, she had no say in this family, let alone financial power. The money she held in her hands never exceeded one hundred thousand.