In the 1980s, "the organization" was responsible for looking after its workers' lives. If any worker had difficulties or needs in life, the work unit had to find a way to help resolve them.
So after Old Xie refused Wu Yan's matchmaking proposal, Wu Yan had clearly started thinking of having the organization persuade him.
Li Ye considered it. Although he felt that Old Xie was not exactly "lonely" right now, he still asked Wu Yan, "What exactly is the situation with your senior sister? We can't just play matchmaker blindly. At the very least, the two sides need to be more or less evenly matched."
Wu Yan said, "She graduated from the same school as me. She's thirty-two this year and holds a full section-level post."
After hearing her qualifications, Li Ye asked doubtfully, "Those are pretty good conditions! Why would she be looking for Old Xie? Old Xie is already thirty-nine this year."
Wu Yan hesitated for a moment, then said quietly, "My senior sister can't have children. Otherwise, why would I have thought of Old Xie?"
"Can't have children, can't—"
Li Ye suddenly understood. "You mean she's infertile?"
Now it all made sense. Otherwise, it really could not be explained.
With Old Xie's dull, wooden personality, Li Ye got a headache just looking at him. How could Wu Yan possibly have picked him out?
Old Xie was not yet forty, earned a high salary, had only one daughter, and had no desire to have another child. He was suitable in every way.
Wu Yan sighed. "It's only after spending so much time with Old Xie that I realized he's a steady, dependable man. So put in a good word for him! He doesn't listen to anyone else at all—"
"What work is there to do? A melon