"Alright, I'll take it."
"I want two of them."
Li Zoyi looked at Fang Zhen for a moment.
"What is it?" Fang Zhen asked.
"I was just curious. So this is the type Xia Siwei likes," Li Zoyi said. "I think I see why. You're very straightforward."
"I'm also curious how you and Xia Siwei became friends. You two have completely different styles," Fang Zhen replied.
"Opposites attract? Then again, I wasn't like this in high school. A few years out in the world can change a person," Li Zoyi said.
After settling on the price, Fang Zhen paid Thirteen Thousand US Dollars to get the handgun Li Zoyi had brought with her.
Tomorrow, Li Zoyi would take Fang Zhen to a shooting range to pick up the other gun, along with ammunition, a holster, and other accessories.
Before leaving, Li Zoyi gave him a special warning.
"Since you're new here, be careful at night. Try not to go out. It's pretty chaotic around here—so much so that residents can legally carry guns for self-defense."
