Pei Qian was momentarily stunned. "Assistant Xin, you are indeed thorough—I actually overlooked this!"
Typically, the gaming industry cared the least about appearance.
In many traditional industries, especially finance, business meetings highly emphasized appearance. Everything—from clothing and watches down to the cars one drove—had standards.
Spending tens of thousands on a custom-tailored suit was necessary. Dressing inappropriately would leave a poor first impression, potentially jeopardizing deals.
Similarly, in traditional sectors, formal attire was standard etiquette when hiring or applying for jobs.
But the internet, especially the gaming industry, was different.
Many gaming company bosses would wear simple T-shirts and shorts to the office daily.
Not to mention programmers interviewing in standard attire: T-shirts (often plaid shirts), jeans, slippers, and backpacks.
Due to industry specifics, actual skills were prioritized over appearance during interviews.
This casual attitude was standard practice. Interviewees generally avoided suits and ties since formal attire could seem out-of-place or awkward.
This was why he initially overlooked the matter.
But now, reminded by Assistant Xin, Pei Qian reconsidered and realized he indeed needed a proper wardrobe.
Firstly, it would be a company expense—another opportunity to spend more money!
Secondly, it would also help him carry out future work more effectively.
Currently, he was merely a student—only a few months past eighteen. Even though he had memories of ten years in the future, he still lacked the weathered maturity of an experienced business executive.
Age imposed limitations. No matter how convincingly a fresh-faced youth acted, it would be challenging to embody the aura of a seasoned professional.
This was where appearance became crucial.
Just as older leaders in some state-owned enterprises could afford to appear approachable, younger leaders had to maintain a stern demeanor.
Why?
Because younger leaders risked losing their authority if they seemed overly casual, making it difficult to command respect from subordinates.
If subordinates didn't take you seriously, how could you get anything done?
Pei Qian was young—a university student. Many of the upcoming interviewees had already worked two or three years, older than him by six or seven years.
If he wore cheap T-shirts and shorts daily, would these people respect him?
Yes, he intended to mess up the game—but exactly how he messed it up mattered greatly!
The game still needed to pass regulatory approval and be successfully launched; otherwise, the system would flag it as a violation.
To achieve this goal, Pei Qian still had to maintain some discipline among these employees and ensure their compliance.
This meant he needed to build an image.
Even if he couldn't portray himself as a talented young designer, he had to at least appear as a wealthy young man whose words carried weight.
At this point, an expensive outfit became necessary.
After all, logically speaking, a wealthy young heir wouldn't constantly wear T-shirts and shorts costing just a few yuan.
Maybe some wealthy heirs did—but it wouldn't typically be the norm.
Assistant Xin smiled. "If you think it's necessary, I can accompany you to the nearby shopping mall to choose a suitable wardrobe."
Pei Qian couldn't ask for anything better.
. . .
. . .
The Cayenne parked in the underground parking lot of Jingzhou's largest shopping mall.
Pei Qian stepped out of the vehicle.
"This way, please."
Assistant Xin guided him along, ensuring Pei Qian enjoyed treatment befitting a company president.
This was Jingzhou's largest, most luxurious shopping mall—one Pei Qian hadn't visited before.
But he wasn't particularly interested. His sole purpose was getting a suitable outfit; whatever Assistant Xin picked, he'd wear.
Men and women differed greatly in how they shopped.
Women genuinely enjoyed the process—exploring every level, taking an interest in various products, savoring the act of shopping itself.
Men, however, usually went straight to their target items, made their purchase, and left immediately without lingering, caring only about the end result.
Pei Qian, being a standard straight guy, naturally had no interest in shopping around aimlessly. He just wanted to quickly buy an outfit and leave.
Assistant Xin clearly understood Pei Qian's mindset. Rather than leading him aimlessly around the mall, she directly guided him to a luxury suit store.
"Jesia is an Italian luxury fashion brand with over a hundred years of history. It's renowned for impeccable craftsmanship, precise tailoring, and custom fittings."
"This is Jesia's only store in Handong Province."
"If you're unsatisfied, we can find even higher-end suits elsewhere, but custom-tailoring there might require a significantly longer wait."
Assistant Xin briefly introduced the store before they entered.
"This one's fine," Pei Qian decided promptly.
To him, all tailored suits seemed similar.
Interviewees could easily distinguish tailored suits from non-tailored ones. The former appeared sophisticated, well-fitted, and high-end, resembling Wall Street executives; the latter looked baggy and cheap, like insurance salesmen.
However, they would find it difficult to differentiate between two similarly tailored suits.
Simply put, spending even more money beyond a certain point yielded diminishing returns.
Thus, suits here perfectly matched Pei Qian's needs. Most importantly, they offered quick turnaround times—he disliked waiting.
Although Pei Qian currently wore a cheap T-shirt and shorts, he confidently strode into the luxurious store without any discomfort.
The reason, of course, was Assistant Xin walking beside him.
"While your physique can accommodate nearly any style, I'd recommend these three sets."
Assistant Xin ignored the salesperson, confidently selecting and introducing suits herself.
"The first set is more formal—appropriate for important occasions such as business meetings with other company leaders or award ceremonies. The other two are more casual and suitable for everyday wear."
In other words, the latter two sets were primarily for impressing interviewees.
Interviewing others didn't require overly formal attire, but it couldn't appear too shabby either.
Moreover, even in daily office activities, Pei Qian needed to convey the image of a wealthy, influential young boss. Only then could he effectively manage his staff.
The system issued no warnings.
Pei Qian nodded. "Sounds good."
Assistant Xin turned toward the salesperson, instructing clearly, "Then we'll take two sets of each style, with varied patterns and accessories. Please measure the sizes promptly."
Two sets each???
Well done!
Pei Qian nearly blurted that out loud.
But he managed to suppress his excitement.
Since the system remained silent, it meant no violation!
The saleswoman quickly stepped forward to take Pei Qian's measurements.
These weren't purely handmade suits—those would take several weeks per set, which was far too inconvenient.
Instead, this store had numerous sizing templates. Based on customer measurements, they'd match the best possible fit from existing sizes, enabling quick delivery.
As the saleswoman took his measurements, Pei Qian didn't openly look around, only sneaking a glance at the price tags.
One, two, three, four, five digits.
And the first digit wasn't even a '1'.
Six suits at this price…
Hiss…
Pei Qian felt his arithmetic abilities rapidly deteriorating.
After getting Pei Qian's measurements, Assistant Xin smiled and said, "You have a busy schedule, so perhaps we'll stop here today? Later, I'll purchase some casual everyday clothing for you, so you won't have to come personally."
That would be great!
Pei Qian felt genuinely delighted.
Look at this—this is true professionalism!
"You handle it, Assistant Xin," he replied, fully satisfied.
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