Have his standards for making friends dropped?
Lin Zida smiled helplessly. "Zishan, I don't judge friends by their background."
Unlike Wei Zishan, his standards for making friends did not revolve around family status or connections. Background was certainly important, but what mattered more was whether two people could get along and talk easily.
Besides, Lin Zida believed that if one always held oneself above others, one day they would become disconnected from ordinary people. After all, most of the world belonged to ordinary people.
Wei Zishan did not argue with Lin Zida. Having lived abroad for years and received a Western education, she had always been this straightforward.
Li Shi could not help glancing at her again. Wei Zishan's gray-white dreadlocks and heavy makeup made her far too distinctive. Even with Li Shi's worldly experience, this was the first time she had seen a girl dressed like that.
When Wei Zishan had arrived in Yuzhou yesterday, Li Shi had added her on WeChat and browsed her WeChat Moments. To her surprise, most of Wei Zishan's posts featured pet snakes—an entire room full of them, all kinds of breeds, packed densely together. The sight had made her scalp tingle.
They talked about all sorts of amusing stories, sports stars, estates, their various experiences, and how their friends had been doing over the past year. Li Shi was not part of their circle; Lin Zida had merely invited her along, so she could not really join in.
In terms of family wealth, Li Shi's family was capable of investing in businesses in Lin City, so they were not much weaker than Wei Zishan's. But because of the environment she usually lived in, her breadth of experience was far behind Wei Zishan's in Sheng City.
Li Shi listened as Wei Zishan recounted her