All of Yao Zeyang's expensive clothes were given to him for free by the brands.
If he buys clothes himself, he usually goes to the wholesale market.
The clothes there are mainly cheap and practical.
Therefore, Yao Yi felt that her second uncle's clothes should be able to help the beggar uncle.
A beggar should look like a beggar.
Dressing too well shows lack of professionalism.
Nowadays, every industry emphasizes "professionalism".
Yao Zeyang was still drunk from last night, so he didn't continue chatting with Yao Yi, but just fell asleep.
Yao Yi found a shit-yellow cotton coat from Yao Zeyang's suitcase and went down the mountain.
Yao Zebo hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.
In the past, the beds he slept in were all custom-made.
No sleep unless it is a private order.
But after two days of living as a homeless person, I had become accustomed to the concrete floor under the bridge.
Lying on the Simmons mattress in the small hotel again, he felt like he was in heaven.
Yao Yi knocked on the door.
It just happened to disturb Yao Zebo's sweet dream.
He opened the door irritably, wondering which idiot disturbed his sleep.
As a result, when I opened the door, I saw Yao Yi standing at the door holding an ugly yellow cotton coat.
"Little girl, what are you doing?"
"I'm leaving Country R soon. I'm afraid you won't learn how to be a beggar after I leave, so I went down the mountain today and planned to spend half an hour teaching you how to beg."
There are black question marks all over Yao Zebo’s head.
He asked for food on a whim.
It's not intended to be a lifelong career.
This little girl is quite nice.
"Hurry up and get up. It will be time for dinner soon. Let's go to the commercial street. Begging there is the most reliable."
Yao Zebo scratched the back of his head and said, "Wait for me."
Yao Yi handed him the shit-yellow cotton coat.
"Wear this one, don't wear that suit of yours anymore, it affects your professional image."
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