Seeing that Jiang Changxi was getting angry from embarrassment, Zhou Lan suppressed his shocked expression and lamented the eclectic way of employing people.
He quickly reassured his wife: "Whatever you say is good, especially how you deal with it. Let's help you to find out the news. We are young and it is really difficult to do the threading thing. Besides, my family often likes that she is a fairy, so
Not a matchmaker."
Jiang Changxi didn't dare to be so arrogant: "I'm not bad at looking like a fairy, but I'm afraid it won't be good if I'm too fairy-like. I'm just okay. Ahem, so you want to help ask Tanhua Lang?"
Having said so much, the main purpose is still here. After all, she has taken care of the matter and has to communicate with others.
Zhou Lan nodded happily: "That's natural. My family always likes to be able to interact with others."
Jiang Changxi was a little embarrassed: "I can't get you involved for these reasons. Serious work is more important. Besides, as officials, don't you pay attention to those factions and fights? I don't want to ruin your business.
"
Listen, you are still an official, why do you think your wife is so repulsive to this job?
Zhou Lan proved to himself: "We, a group of academic people, can only engage in intellectual disputes."
Who believes it? Jiang Changxi doesn’t believe it anyway: “By the way, remember to tell Tan Hualang that the girl there is a very good girl.”
Then Jiang Changxi was very conflicted. It seemed that she was not very willing to praise other women in front of Zhou Lan. She felt that it was inappropriate no matter how she said it, so the matter of maintaining a matchmaker was really not suitable for her.
Jiang Changxi finally summed it up. She was still too young, and her jealousy was unavoidable. She was unwilling to praise the girl as better than herself. Therefore, a career like maintaining a matchmaker should be started a little older.
Zhou Lan listened to Chang Xi's introduction and said, "Just do it." Then he stopped talking. He thought to himself, "How can I talk to Tan Hwa Lang with such general words?"
A person like Hualang would definitely not care about the girl's appearance when he was simply exploring her. So Zhou Lan said symbolically: "I think the girl who comes to Mrs. Hanlin's side must have good character."
Jiang Changxi was even more unsure about this: "In terms of appearance, I'm really good, and I can tell a lot about my conversation. But my character, I really don't know, I haven't been in contact with it. But if I go by what you said, Mrs. Hanlin
Those who grew up around me should be pretty good."
Zhou Lan listened carefully to his wife's introduction, and his impression was that as a matchmaker, Chang Xi was very practical and conscientious. What he said was very pertinent. After all, he could not guarantee his character without having been in contact with her before.
Zhou Lanxin said that asking his wife to act as a matchmaker was really a no-brainer. If such a real introduction could really work, it would be a very deep fate.
By the way, he also put an end to his wife's matchmaking business. They can't do this job as a couple in the future. It will cause trouble.
Zhou Lanxin said that when introducing her to Tan Hwa Lang, it would be better to show off the art of language: "That's it, it should be good."
From Chang Xi's words, we can summarize the characteristics of a girl, and there are not many that she can introduce to Tan Hua Lang.
Zhou Lan is still very concerned about his wife's affairs: "I will go to Tanhua Lang's house after dinner early and explain it clearly to Tanhua Lang."
Jiang Changxi didn't expect Zhou Lan to be in such a hurry. It was the first time he had done such a thing, so he was a little unreserved: "Is it necessary to be in such a hurry?"
Zhou Lan: "Why don't you worry? This is about my wife's face in this group of women."
What I didn't say is that there are only two sensible old ladies left who can get along with each other, and they must do their best to help the ladies maintain their friendship.
It was because of her face that Jiang Changxi was a little touched: "It's really not necessary. We women are not so imprudent in our actions."
Zhou Lan coaxed his wife, and this was also done through practice: "My family Chang Xi is stable, and as a husband, I should learn more from Chang Xi..."
Jiang Changxi was a little embarrassed and praised a little too much: "The main reason is to consider the girl's face. If it weren't for the prostitute to show off, the girl shouldn't be so proactive about this matter. So this matter should be more tactful and convenient.
Contact is better.”
Otherwise, if some news spreads, the girl might be buried inside.
Zhou Lan: "In this case, when I consulted Tanhua Lang in detail, I told him to pay attention to the girl's reputation. Whether it succeeds or fails, it must not be spread to anyone."
Jiang Changxi thought deeply: "That's the way it should be." His man was too reliable in his work.
At least don't let your good deeds get stinky and become enemies later. That would be a disservice.
The young couple were discussing the idea of being a matchmaker, and Zhou Lan suddenly said: "In that case, what should we do about the Italian business?"
Jiang Changxi really didn't think much about the sentence that came from outside that day: "What's going on with Guan Dali?"
Zhou Lanxin said, you are really not pretending. Do you really have no idea between Dali and Tanhua Lang? "Don't Tanhua Lang like Dali?"
Jiang Changxi said with a dark face: "Don't say he wants to find a bodyguard for himself. Even if he doesn't, our family doesn't like it. Weddings and funerals between people who have nothing to do with each other have nothing to do with each other. Don't mess with it.
Say, isn’t this ruining Italy’s reputation?”
Zhou Lan didn't know that his wife had characterized this matter so innocently: "That is Tanhua Lang, even if he is..."
Jiang Changxi raised his chin and raised his chin: "Don't talk about being a concubine, marrying a wife, big profits are not rare, just not rare, it doesn't matter if you are a prostitute or not."
Well, Madam’s tone is still very strong. As long as Madam feels good about it, that’s fine.
Such a wife, Zhou Lan, can still be proud. The lady's character is not disturbed by external things.
To extend it, it is even comforting. It can be seen that when Madam found out that she liked Zhou Lan, she only liked Zhou Lan as a person and had nothing to do with anything else.
While feeling happy, Zhou Lan couldn't help but wonder, does Dali think the same way? Do their master and servant have the same thoughts?
Maybe I should talk to my wife, or I should ask Dali for his opinion on this matter.
Although Dali was reluctant at first, maybe he was being reserved? After all, he was Tanhualang.
Looking at Zhou Lan's expression, Jiang Changxi knew what was going on in this guy's mind. He said with a black face: "Don't think so wildly."
Zhou Lan is a man of good deeds and will not be happy or sad for the sake of others: "Well, I'm just afraid that if we really get married, it won't be appropriate for Dali to turn around."
The main thing is to think about my wife, and I am afraid that my wife will hurt the relationship between master and servant. It is really not easy to be a man and a husband.
Jiang Changxi raised his chin and said categorically: "It has nothing to do with Dali." Finally, he added: "He is just a prostitute. He underestimates Dali."
Zhou Lan didn't comment on this, saying, "He's just a prostitute", which was really arrogant. Those who didn't know it thought Dali was an immortal descended from heaven.