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Chapter 32

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Pei Qian was stunned for a moment. "Assistant Xin is indeed thoughtful. I actually forgot about this!"

Logically speaking, the gaming industry did not place much importance on one's attire.

Many traditional industries such as the financial industry placed great importance on one's attire when it came to business negotiations.

From the clothes one wore to the watch one wore to the car one drove, there were all sorts of requirements.

Some people would spend tens of thousands of yuan to customize a suit because it was a necessity.

If one's attire was not appropriate and gave the other party a bad first impression, how could the deal go through?

Similarly, in many traditional industries, wearing formal attire was the most basic etiquette when it came to hiring.

However, the internet industry, especially the gaming industry, was different.

Many big bosses of game companies usually wore T-shirts and shorts to work at the company.

Not to mention, many programmers wore standard T-shirts (plaid shirts), jeans, slippers and backpacks during interviews.

Due to the uniqueness of this industry, the interview focused more on actual professional skills and not attire.

As such, most interviewees would not intentionally wear formal attire and ties as that would make them stand out and out of place.

That was why Pei Qian neglected this point.

However, with Assistant Xin's reminder, Pei Qian changed his mind and realized that he really did need an attire.

Firstly, it would go through the company's accounts and he would be able to spend more money!

Secondly, it would allow him to carry out his work better in the future.

Right now, Pei Qian was a student who had just turned 18 years old. Even if he had memories of ten years in the future, it would be hard for him to have a mature and steady temperament.

Age was a hard restriction. No matter how much a fresh meat acted, he would not be able to act like an elite in the workplace.

At such times, attire was especially important.

Just like in some state-owned enterprises, the older leaders could be approachable but the younger ones had to always keep a straight face.

Why?

That was because if the younger leaders did not keep a straight face, they would easily lose their authority and would not be able to convince their subordinates.

If the subordinates did not take them seriously, how could they carry out their work?

Pei Qian was young to begin with. He was a university student while most of the interviewees were old foxes who had been working for two to three years and were six to seven years older than him.

If Pei Qian wore a T-shirt and shorts that cost tens of yuan every day, would they take him seriously?

Pei Qian indeed wanted to mess up the game. However, there were requirements for how he wanted to 'mess up'!

At the very least, the game had to pass the vetting process and be successfully published. Otherwise, it would be judged as a violation by the system.

To achieve this goal, Pei Qian had to restrain these people and make them obedient.

This also meant that Pei Qian still had to establish his own image.

Even if he couldn't establish himself as a young and promising genius designer, he had to establish himself as a second-generation rich man who kept his word.

At this time, an expensive outfit was very necessary.

After all, logically speaking, it was unlikely that a rich second-generation heir would wear T-shirts and shorts that cost more than ten yuan every day.

Some rich second-generation heirs might also wear it, but it shouldn't be the norm.

Xin Hailu smiled. "If you feel that there's a need, I can accompany you to a nearby mall to pick out an outfit."

This was exactly what Pei Qian wanted.





The Cayenne was parked in the underground carpark of Jingzhou City's largest shopping mall.

Pei Qian pushed the car door open and alighted.

"This way, please."

Assistant Xin guided Pei Qian along the way, allowing him to enjoy the treatment befitting of a CEO.

This was the largest and most luxurious shopping mall in Jingzhou. Pei Qian had never been here before.

However, he didn't care about that. Anyway, it was just to buy an outfit. He would wear whatever Assistant Xin bought.

Shopping malls were different for men and women.

Women would really shop from the first floor to the top floor. They would be interested in everything they saw and enjoy the process of 'shopping'.

Men, on the other hand, would head straight for what they wanted and leave after buying it. They wouldn't stay for a second longer than necessary. They would enjoy the results of 'shopping'.

Pei Qian was a standard straight man. Naturally, he had no interest in shopping either. All he wanted was to hurry up and buy an outfit before leaving.

Assistant Xin clearly understood Pei Qian well as she didn't bring him around randomly. Instead, she headed straight for a luxury suit shop.

"Jesse is an Italian luxury fashion brand with a history of more than 100 years. It's famous for its flawless, custom-made suits."

"This is Jesse's only shop in Handong."

"If you're not satisfied with it, I can look for a more high-end suit. However, it might take a longer time to get it custom-made."

Before Xin Hailu entered the shop, she gave Pei Qian a simple introduction of the background of this shop.

"Alright, this is it."

Pei Qian decided immediately.

To him, custom-made suits were all the same.

Those interviewees could tell the difference between custom-made suits and non-custom-made suits. The former was well-fitting and high-end while the latter was loose and cheap.

The former was like a Wall Street elite while the latter was like an insurance salesman.

However, it was hard for them to tell the difference between the two custom-made suits.

To put it bluntly, even if they were to spend more money, the difference would be minimal.

That was why the suits here were perfect for Pei Qian's requirements. The key was that they had to be fast – Pei Qian didn't like to wait.

Even though Pei Qian was wearing a t-shirt and shorts that cost more than 10 yuan, he walked into the shop with his chest puffed out and didn't feel uncomfortable at all.

It was still the same reason – Xin Hailu was beside him.

"Even though you can wear anything you want with your figure, I would still recommend these three."

Xin Hailu ignored the assistant at the side and started to familiarize herself with the suits here.

"Of these three, the first is more formal and can be worn on important occasions such as business meetings with other bosses or award ceremonies. The other two are more casual and are more suitable for daily wear."

In other words, the other two were mainly used to dupe the interviewees.

Of course, he didn't have to dress so formally when interviewing others, but he couldn't dress too shabbily either.

That included his daily work. Pei Qian had to give his employees the impression that he was a rich second-generation heir who had the final say. That was the only way for him to carry out his work.

The system did not give him any warnings.

Pei Qian nodded his head. "Sure."

Xin Hailu turned to the assistant. "Take two sets of each then. The patterns and accessories have to be differentiated. You can start measuring now. Hurry."

Two sets of each?

Well done!

Pei Qian nearly blurted out.

However, he managed to hold it in.

There was no notification from the system. That meant that it wasn't against the rules!

The assistant hurried over to take Pei Qian's measurements.

This wasn't a place that was purely custom-made by hand. Otherwise, it would take a few weeks for each set to be made.

The suits in this shop were separated into dozens of measurements. Based on the customer's figure, they would choose the most suitable design.

That way, they would be able to deliver it to their doorstep within a short period of time.

While he was being measured by the assistant, Pei Qian was too embarrassed to flip through the clothes as he sneaked a peek at the price tag hanging on the clothes.

One, two, three, four, five.

Five digits and the first digit wasn't even one.

He had to buy six sets of such clothes.

Psst …

Pei Qian could feel his arithmetic skills deteriorating severely.

After getting Pei Qian's measurements, Xin Hailu smiled. "Since you're busy with work, why don't we call it a day? I'll buy some more daily wear for you later on so that you won't have to choose for yourself. "

That's great!

Pei Qian was elated.

Look, look! This was called professionalism!

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