On the day of the presentation, Li Ye deliberately changed into a Zhongshan suit he did not usually wear and arrived beneath the office building ten minutes early.
Old Qiu and the others from the Technical Department had already arrived. When they saw Li Ye, they immediately said in surprise, "Hey, Li Ye, weren't those two outfits you usually wore quite nice? Why are you dressed like an old man today?"
"How do I look like an old man?" Li Ye stretched his arms and moved his legs, smiling. "Master Qiu, have you ever seen an old man this nimble?"
"Ha ha ha ha~"
Everyone burst into laughter. Li Ye had spent a long time with Old Qiu and the other technicians in the appraisal team, and they were kindred spirits in temperament. There was nothing wrong with exchanging a few jokes.
But after laughing, Old Qiu lowered his voice and said to Li Ye, "Li Ye, leaders from The Department will be here today. Don't you have a car? Hurry home and change your clothes.
Young people ought to look like young people. If you end up looking just like old men like us, you won't have much of a future!"
"..."
"Thank you, Section Chief Qiu. With so many leaders present today, how could it possibly be my turn to make something of myself?"
Li Ye smiled and thanked Old Qiu, but he did not take his advice and go home to change.
Perhaps in Old Qiu's eyes, at a major occasion like this, Li Ye ought to look "extra sharp" and catch the attention of all the leaders, seizing every possible chance to become a familiar face.
Otherwise, if the leaders did not even glance at you, how would they ever ask, "Who is that young man?"