Zi Qing handed Su Mo a uniform consisting of a white shirt and black pants.
"This is the standard uniform of the group. The company requires that you wear this during work hours. Change into it, and I'll wait for you in the living room outside," she said.
"Okay."
Su Mo took it and replied, somewhat wearily.
A moment later, after freshening up, Su Mo changed his clothes and came out.
There's a saying that clothes make the man.
Shedding his rustic attire, Su Mo now looked quite handsome, at least meeting the minimum standards of a kept man.
The only downside was that his spirit was somewhat flagging; his head was still dizzy.
She spoke to the listless Su Mo, "There's plain porridge this morning. Come have some. We need to leave soon. Before that, I have something to tell you."
"Thank you."
After politely thanking her, Su Mo walked over and sat down at the dining table.
