Zhang Wei: ???
Subconsciously following his gaze, he looked down at himself.
"What are you saying?"
"How could I possibly be a woman?"
This buyer is so rude.
"No..." The middle-aged man was at a loss for words again, his hesitant expression making Zhang Wei increasingly anxious.
"You're here to buy coins. Why do you care whether I'm a man or a woman?"
Nowadays even selling coins requires gender distinction.
"That's gender discrimination!"
If it weren't for the fact that the buyer was paying, Zhang Wei would've cursed him out by now.
However, seeing Zhang Wei's angry expression, the seller lost his patience too.
"You're getting aggressive, and I'm not even mad."
"Do you really know what you're selling?"
Saying this, he scratched himself irritably, displaying a barely contained impatience.
Finally, his gaze fell on Zhang Wei.
At that moment, he seemed to make a decision.
"Alright, if it's a man, then a man it is."
"I'll make do."
