The Ultimate War Of The Apocalypse

Gao Yuan didn’t know how to tie a necktie, but he found that he didn’t need to.

However, Gao Yuan swore, all the services were pure, absolutely pure, since the maid who tied his necktie, straightened his cuffs, and arranged his pocket square to perfection was already over fifty years old.

In another setting, Gao Yuan would have thought the serious and professional lady in front of him was a demanding designer, but here, she was a professional maid.

The black suit was tailored, with a white shirt and a light blue tie.

Similarly, when others wore black suits, they might look like sales reps, but if anyone dared to say Gao Yuan looked like a sales rep in his suit, they would get slapped twice in the face.

Then, the maid asked Gao Yuan to sit down and brought four pairs of leather shoes to his feet.

"Sir, Lady Valery asked which kind of leather you prefer for your shoes. Here we have crocodile belly leather shoes, python leather shoes, which may be a bit flamboyant and too luxurious, this pair is made of sheepskin, extremely soft and comfortable but perhaps too loose; Lady Valery wouldn’t recommend these. Lastly, these are made with calfskin on top and crocodile belly leather on the bottom, very comfortable, Mr. Justin’s preferred material."

The maid explained each pair simply while holding them up, and after listening, Gao Yuan hesitated for a moment before finally saying, "It depends on the size, right...?"

The interpreter smiled subtly and said, "Mr. Justin has a special talent; he won’t make a mistake, perhaps you could try them all."

"Uh, the calfskin ones..."