Reborn with a Space: Building a Fortune Amidst Famine

Chapter 1133: Chapter 1133: Social Mixer

Da Biao was relatively normal. He knew he was getting older, so since he came here, he was looking for the right match to start a family. That’s why he took a liking to the first quiet and honest girl.

He considered himself a self-confident man. He didn’t look down on women; even a woman like big sister-in-law could outshine many men.

He just couldn’t stand the way some women made a fuss over gender equality all day long.

In the family quarters, there were a few households like that. Every time he heard those women’s loud voices, he felt uncomfortable.

Women can be in charge, and they can work, but don’t be noisy. He really couldn’t stand it.

After working outside all day, he just wanted to come home and relax quietly, not argue with his wife over trivial matters.

Looking at that girl, he thought it’d be great if they could end up together. If not, it was simply because they weren’t meant to be.

Actually, the selection process was quite quick. Soon, the papers they wrote were returned to them.

Everything was clearly written on it, whether the person you liked also liked you, and who else liked you.

After all, things weren’t as open yet, and they felt embarrassed to say it outright, so this was a straightforward method for them to understand.

Da Biao saw that the lady he chose also selected him, and the other two who chose him didn’t matter to him.

Huang Xiaoqing also saw clearly and was surprised that they mutually chose each other.

The host said with a smile, "Now those who agree with their choice can leave, and you can go to another room to get to know each other."

Da Biao and Huang Xiaoqing both stood up. Out of sixty people, only ten left.

Hu Zi and Chengzi weren’t chosen.

But Chengzi noticed that the girl who loved to laugh chose him.

Even though he didn’t choose her, she showed a look of grievance on her face.

Chengzi thought about it a lot. Is this kind of person suitable for him?

This girl looked rather naive. Was she really suitable for him?

But he thought it might be nice to be with a girl who loved to laugh. Elders often say a girl who laughs has a kind heart.

Huang Xiaoyu was frustrated. He didn’t choose her? Growing up pampered, she found it hard to accept.

Five pairs of ten people were led away by the staff. The remaining fifty people still had to sit face to face.

Chengzi looked at Huang Xiaoyu across from him, who no longer looked at him. Was she angry? So he smiled at the lady.

Huang Xiaoyu noticed Chengzi’s smile and raised her chin, not looking at him. But she still felt a bit excited inside.

The host spoke more clearly now, "You know, if you want a third or fourth round, I’m okay with it. I’m getting paid tonight anyway."

After saying this, he chuckled, but everyone understood his implication—if you weren’t chosen this time, there’s next time.

The procedure was the same as the previous round.

This time, Chengzi didn’t hesitate at all and wrote Huang Xiaoyu’s number plate.

Originally, Huang Xiaoyu intended not to write Chengzi’s number plate, but upon seeing him smile at her, she thought better of it.

Zhang Chunsheng didn’t write anything this time. What to do if there’s no one he likes? Hu Zi still wrote down the girl’s number. He didn’t feel particularly attracted to her; it’s just that others were even less appealing. If it works out, great; if not, forget it.

Qin Zhiyuan also didn’t write anything. These two were truly uncooperative. The host saw it clearly from his position.

The leaders had instructed that these two were tough cookies, and urged the host to find a way.

But how to come up with a solution? If they didn’t write, there wasn’t a way to force them. It was distressing, and he couldn’t accomplish the task assigned by the leaders.

The results came out, with ten pairs this time; unexpectedly Hu Zi and that quiet girl really wrote each other’s numbers. Hu Zi was quite surprised but happy to get to know her better, and if things worked out, they could be together.

There was nothing unexpected with Chengzi and Huang Xiaoyu being together, since they had already aired their thoughts with each other.

Now there were fifteen left, making a total of thirty people.

Zhang Chunsheng and Qin Zhiyuan sat together and exchanged a bitter smile.

The host had completely given up on them; surely the leaders would understand him. Let the non-violent, non-cooperative types be the leaders’ headache.

Now he felt quite accomplished; he had already helped fifteen pairs match. With the current situation, seven or eight more pairs could be formed.

This host was quite perceptive. After the third round, he really succeeded in matching seven more pairs, leaving eight pairs—sixteen people still unmatched.

With the remaining ones, he couldn’t do anything more. He thought about it and tried one more time. If even one or two pairs could be made, it would be worth it.

This time, he was disappointed. Not even one pair was formed.

The host sighed, "It seems you really don’t have a match, and this cannot be forced. But leaders, is this really okay?"

Zhang Chunsheng and Qin Zhiyuan didn’t say anything. There really wasn’t anyone suitable; finding a life partner isn’t like buying vegetables.

Meanwhile, Da Biao and Huang Xiaoqing entered another hall, which was arranged differently from the previous one. There was a coffee table and two chairs; it was quite an interesting setup.

Da Biao, being a male, said, "Please have a seat, comrade."

Huang Xiaoqing nodded and sat down.

Da Biao poured water for both of them. "Comrade, please drink some water."

Huang Xiaoqing didn’t hold back; she was really thirsty. Actually, she was quite nervous.

"Comrade, my name is Da Biao, and I’m currently working at the garrison."

Huang Xiaoqing finished a cup of water, and Da Biao refilled it for her.

"My name is Huang Xiaoqing, I’m a teacher, currently teaching Chinese at Seventh Middle School."

She felt somewhat anxious internally, chiding herself for being nervous when she never felt that way before so many students. She tried to encourage herself.

Da Biao smiled, "Teachers are great, I’m just an average Joe, know a few words."

"You’ve always been contributing to the country."

"Thank you for understanding me. I’m straightforward and say what I mean."

Huang Xiaoqing nodded.

Da Biao continued, "I’m twenty-eight now, don’t know my birthday, but someone said I was born in spring."

I’ve been in my current profession for seventeen years if you include the training time.

In the future, I’ll continue in this line of work. I love this industry."

Da Biao felt he had explained himself clearly. After finishing, he looked at Huang Xiaoqing, wondering if this cultured person might not be impressed by his situation.