Starting as the President of a Billionaire Group Chapter 1640 - 1974: Matchmaking Corner

The guy with glasses took out his phone and made a call.

A voice came from the other end, and the guy with glasses said, "Dad, are you playing golf? By the way, let me tell you something. Aren’t you recently the dealer for a few stocks? Hurry up and start trading them, do me a favor, push the prices of those stocks up, let them leave, my classmates bought a few stocks, let them exit at break-even, as you’re controlling the market."

The whole small restaurant fell into dead silence.

Everyone was stunned.

Even Ye Chen couldn’t help but give this guy a thumbs up.

The level of pretension was truly outstanding.

The guy looked helpless and continued, "Dad, I know being a dealer has its costs, but my classmates are almost crying in front of me. Just push it up for a day, let them sell off, give them a way out, they’re my old classmates after all."

After hanging up, the guy with glasses said seriously, "I’ve talked to my dad, he’ll do me the favor and give you a way out based on my face value. Make sure to watch the stocks, these days the prices will come back up. Sell them immediately, understand? You only have one chance."

The whole place was stunned.

This was truly advanced pretension.

Talking about replenishing two million, having a wife buying 60 million worth of funds is weak compared to this.

His dad turns out to be a dealer, specialized in cutting chives, how ruthless is that?

The few guys who were just pretending all turned dumbfounded.

At this moment, the lady boss walked over with a dark face.

"Stop pretending, you guys keep bragging during meals. This restaurant is underground, there’s actually no signal, who did you call just now? Five bowls of ramen, who’s paying?"

The pretentious guys were instantly stunned.

Oh crap, no signal.

How did their phones even get through without a signal just now?

Everyone looked at each other, not saying a word.

The atmosphere was extremely awkward.

Ye Chen, standing at the side, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

Ah, class reunion, pretension gala, this saying turned out to be true.

The five guys looked at each other, faces full of embarrassment.

Pretension getting exposed, really losing face.

Everyone wanted to get up and leave.

The lady boss glared: "Who’s paying for the five bowls of ramen?"

The guy talking about two million in stock replenishment searched his pockets: "Oh dear, I usually use Alipay, didn’t bring cash."

"Me too, forgot my wallet when going out."

These five Kings, face to face, couldn’t even pay for a bowl of ramen.

The people around burst into laughter seeing this.

"Haha, so this is how low-key the rich are."

"Such a group, casually talking about millions, billions, yet can’t afford a 10-bucks ramen."

"You have a low view of it, their money is used for cutting chives, where’s the money for ramen?"

The few millionaires looked ashamed.

The lady boss, seeing these people didn’t bring money, waved impatiently: "Alright, all of you leave, pay next time. I’ve got to go out and play cards later."

"I lost three storefronts on the pedestrian street yesterday playing cards, got to win them back today."

The surrounding people were left speechless upon hearing this.

Turns out the lady boss is the real pretension champion.

Ye Chen finished his meal, paid the bill, and continued delivering food.

After several twists and turns, Ye Chen felt speechless.

This delivery spot is way too hard to find.

Even following the navigation, Ye Chen almost got lost.

Feeling bewildered, Ye Chen spotted a small park ahead.

Yes, this was the place.

In the park, a lot of seniors were gathered.

From afar, it looked like a small market.

As Ye Chen walked over, he saw these seniors with umbrellas and stools sitting on the ground.

In front of them, there lay colorful papers with all sorts of information written on them.

Ye Chen felt bewildered.

Turns out this small park had a free market!

Ye Chen parked his bike, carrying the food walked in.

As he walked in, an old man stopped him.

"Young man, you look good, take a look at mine."

Ye Chen paused and then asked: "Grandpa, what are you selling here?"

The old man said: "We’re selling daughters?"

Ye Chen was startled upon hearing this.

Damn, nowadays seniors are so daring, openly trading humans?

He looked at the paper in front of the old man and was dumbstruck.

Turns out it really is.

The paper in front of the old guy was full of a girl’s details.

"Chen Yueyue, female, thirty-one years old, associate degree, height 1.6 meters, monthly salary five thousand, dating requirements: the man must have a house and a car..."

Ye Chen finally understood, this was a place where seniors arranged marriages for their kids.

Ye Chen had heard before that in many parks, some old men and women, having a lot of free time, were anxious about their kids’ lifetime events, so they personally stepped in.

Thus, many matchmaking corners were born.

Seems like he stumbled into one.

Ye Chen glanced at the old man’s conditions.

The requirement was for the man to have a house, a car, and an annual salary of one hundred thousand.

"Grandpa, isn’t the requirement a bit high?"

The old man arrogantly pointed down.

Ye Chen now understood where the old man’s confidence came from.

The girl is a local!

Ye Chen nodded, Grandpa is something; locals can’t be messed with.

Ye Chen held the takeout and went searching for his customer.

This matchmaking corner was really huge.

The place was densely populated, bustling with people.

Voices calling out one after another.

It was very lively.

"Look, elite girl, age 25, Imperial Capital University graduate, local..."

"35-year-old returnee, seeking a quality man."

"55-year-old local woman with a house and a car..."

Ye Chen was stunned.

Nowadays, the elderly were so daring?

years old and still matchmaking.

Ye Chen was amused.

Ye Chen took out his phone, attempting to contact the customer.

The place was really crowded, comparable to a vegetable market.

Now, Ye Chen’s hands were filled with piles of papers.

Almost all were advertisements for girls seeking guys.

Ye Chen felt, is this really a matchmaking corner or just a vegetable market.

The only difference was the market sold vegetables, this sold people.

Picking and choosing, similar to selecting cabbages.

And these seniors, each showing off more than the last.

"My kid is really outstanding, just started working and already entered the company’s high ranks."

"My daughter, a returnee, after working, received high recognition from her male boss, and is soon to be promoted."

"Our child, self-employed, aiming to list within ten years."

Ye Chen found this matchmaking corner had turned into a platform for seniors to flaunt.

At this moment, Ye Chen saw in the crowd’s center, a pair of seniors talking eloquently about their daughter.