"I thought you would say you could make this thing yourself."
"I can make it, but I also need equipment, do you expect me to handcraft it?" Chiang Wei rolled her eyes at Zheng Yichen, "Besides, there isn't much difference between the ones I'd make and those produced by the factories."
"As for the implanted type, you better not even think about it, there are hardly any legal implantation hospitals in such a small place."
Following Chiang Wei's recommendation, Zheng Yichen acquired some electronic contact lenses from various brands and a few cellphones. Chiang Wei bought a lot of devices, she directly gave an address for the delivery, which she had specifically chosen—an empty residential address in this small town.
The service inside the electronics city was quite good; they delivered everything on the same day, "You bought so many things, didn't the sellers ask you what you plan to do with all of it?"
