"Huh? Is there something wrong with what I'm wearing?"
Lu Wenwu looked at his own well-fitting black Zhongshan suit, puzzled.
The Old Ghost pointed to his own white traditional funeral attire and said proudly, "First time here, huh? Look at this on me, a classic from the Qin Guang District East Street Thirteen Funeral Attire Shop, fifty-two pounds! Sure to leave a good impression on the interviewer."
"Why is that? Please enlighten me, old brother."
With plenty of time before his interview, Lu Wenwu, driven by curiosity, asked the question, wanting to know what was behind it.
He really didn't quite get it.
When he had asked Bai Er Yi Yi what to wear to the interview, the response was— whatever, interviewers don't really care about this stuff; if you want, you could even go naked.
