Keenest wooers discouraged.
To wrap up this week's mammoth series on 'Dating in Beijing' (here and here and here and here), a little haiku on the topic. I think just about every woman I have dated here (or pursued vainly, been frustratedly in love with) has given me a hugely hard time over getting her out on a date at all: I mean, really, you have to ask at least 6, 8, 10 times before you get a result. I think in the West you'd give up in half that time, interpreting "too busy" as "not interested" or "not available". But here - quite often, anyway - it really does seem to mean just "too busy".
Ladies, please, if you're having trouble finding a guy in Beijing, consider - you might need to address your work/life balance. And relearn the dying art of turning people down courteously (a curt "working late Thursday" text message is not going to encourage a guy to ask you out again).
And please, try a little attitude adjustment as well. It may be true that there is an unfortunately high proportion of scumbags, playboys and losers among Beijing's expat men; but if you go out on the town with the prejudice that everyone is likely to be like that, you're not going to make a favourable impression on anyone (male or female, foreign or Chinese) that you meet.