Who wants to be a male model after being reborn? I want to be a male god.

Chapter 366 Another Rainy Night

The teaching process of this training camp did not go smoothly.

The raindrops outside the window hit the glass, making crackling sounds, like countless tiny stones being thrown into the air and then falling down.

Xu Wen stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window of the room on the seventeenth floor, looking at the gray skyline in the distance, which was completely obscured by the heavy rain.

Linjiang TV has just issued a typhoon warning, reminding citizens to minimize going out and that temporary power outages may occur in some areas.

"What bad luck." Xu Wen muttered to himself, his fingers tapping on the window frame unconsciously.

Chengyi Hotel was included in the power outage area, which made him wonder whether he had a conflict with this place.

The last time I came to be a math teacher, someone deliberately turned off the power to cause trouble; this time it was just bad weather.

The excited noise of students could be heard downstairs. The power outage was undoubtedly an unexpected vacation for them. The youthful laughter could be heard faintly through the sound of rain.

Xu Wen shook his head and turned away from the window.

The air conditioner in the room had stopped working, and the stuffy air made him feel a little irritated.

He unbuttoned the top button of his shirt, picked up the mineral water on the bedside table and took a sip.

According to the original plan, Lan Qiu Sheng should have come to the hotel at this time to report to him about Shancheng's recent operating data, but looking at the increasingly violent wind and rain outside the window, Xu Wen decided to call her and ask her to come another day.

Just as he picked up the phone, the doorbell rang.

Xu Wen frowned, walked to the door and looked out through the peephole.

Standing outside the door was the wet Lan Qiu Sheng, her hair still dripping with water, and the sleeves of her light blue shirt were soaked and stuck to her arms.

Xu Wen quickly opened the door.

"Why are you here so early? I was just about to call you and tell you not to come today." There was obvious surprise in Xu Wen's voice.

Lan Qiu Sheng stood at the door, the rain slid down her cheeks, leaving dark marks on the carpet.

Her breathing was a little rapid, obviously she had come all the way in a hurry.

"I checked the weather forecast and thought you might be in a hurry to get the data from the quarterly report, so I came here anyway." She wiped the rain off her face.

Xu Wen noticed that her trouser legs were also wet and her shoes were completely soaked.

"Did you drive here?" he asked.

"Well, but it's raining so heavily from the parking lot to the hotel that an umbrella is useless." Lan Qiu Sheng said, shivering unconsciously.

Xu Wen stepped aside to let her in: "Come in quickly. It's so rainy outside. You climbed seventeen flights of stairs?"

"The elevator stopped, so I came up the stairs." Lan Qiu Sheng walked into the room, leaving a trail of wet footprints on the carpet.

Her lips were a little pale, obviously from being wet by the rain.

Xu Wen walked quickly to the bathroom, took out a clean towel and handed it to her.

"Dry your hair first, or you'll catch a cold."

Lan Qiu Sheng reached out to take the towel, and at that moment, Xu Wen's fingertips accidentally touched the back of her hand.

The touch was incredibly cold, like touching a piece of ice.

Lan Qiusheng pulled his hand back suddenly as if he was scalded, and the towel fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry." She quickly bent down to pick up the towel, with a hint of panic in her voice that Xu Wen had never heard before.

Xu Wen pretended not to notice her abnormality and said calmly: "Take off your coat first. It's easier to catch a cold if you wear wet clothes."

Lan Qiu Sheng hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.

She put her briefcase down and began to unbutton her coat.

It was a beige windbreaker, now soaked by the rain and becoming extremely heavy.

When she took off her coat, Xu Wen noticed a hideous scar on her left arm, extending from her shoulder to her elbow, which was particularly glaring under the light.

"What is this?" Xu Wen's gaze involuntarily lingered on the scar.

Lan Qiu Sheng followed his gaze and subconsciously covered the scar on his left arm with his right hand.

"Nothing, just an old injury." Her tone returned to her usual calmness, but her eyes flickered.

Xu Wen didn't look away: "It doesn't look like an ordinary injury."

The air in the room seemed to freeze for a moment.

The sound of rain outside the window became louder, and the strong wind hit the window, as if it was going to break through the glass and rush in.

Lan Qiusheng took a deep breath and lowered his arm, exposing the scar completely under the light.

"My father left it to me. When I was twelve, he was drunk and scratched me with a broken bottle." Her voice was surprisingly calm.

Xu Wen's pupils shrank slightly. Although he had guessed the answer, he was still slightly surprised when he heard it.

Lan Qiusheng has never shown any vulnerable side.

The person standing in front of him at this moment seemed to be a completely different Lan Qiu Sheng.

"I had twenty-eight stitches. The doctor said if it was any deeper it would have damaged the artery." Lan Qiu Sheng continued, gently stroking the scar with his fingers.

The corners of her mouth curled up into a self-deprecating smile: "It doesn't hurt anymore, it just reminds me to never rely on anyone."

Xu Wen was silent for a moment, then walked to the bed and sat down.

"You know, my father is also a gambler. He would beat people if he couldn't get money. When I was ten years old, he beat my mother into the hospital and ran away." He suddenly spoke in a low voice.

Lightning flashed across the sky outside the window, briefly illuminating the room.

"What happened next?" Lan Qiu Sheng asked softly, unconsciously taking a step closer to him.

Xu Wen only told her the general idea at the time and did not reveal too many details.

"Later I sent him to jail, but I will always remember the way my gambling father beat people, and the blood on my mother's face." Xu Wen raised his head and met Lan Qiu Sheng's eyes.

A loud thunder exploded in the distance, shaking the windows slightly.

Lan Qiu Sheng suddenly realized that this was the first time she saw Xu Wen let down all his guard.

The entrepreneur who was usually calm and decisive was gone, replaced by an ordinary person who, like her, had been hurt by the people closest to her.

"We really are in the same boat." Lan Qiu Sheng said softly, with a bitter smile on his lips.

She walked over to the chair next to Xu Wen and sat down, with only a small coffee table between them.

The sound of rain outside the window seemed to have become a little quieter, but the wind was still howling.

The room was so quiet that one could hear the two people's breathing.

Xu Wen picked up the kettle on the bedside table, poured a cup of warm water and handed it to Lan Qiu Sheng.

"Drink some hot water to warm yourself up." He said softly, his tone much softer than usual.

Lan Qiu Sheng took the cup of water, and his fingertips were no longer as cold as before.

"Thank you." She sipped the hot water and felt a warm current spread from her throat to her whole body.

Xu Wen looked at her drinking water and suddenly asked, "Why did you come here in such heavy rain? You can look at the report tomorrow."

Lan Qiusheng put down his water cup and thought for a moment before answering: "Maybe it's because I'm used to doing things to the best of my ability. I never procrastinate on the work you assign me."

"Even on a typhoon day? Even if you have to climb seventeen floors?" There was a barely perceptible concern in Xu Wen's voice.

He sighed silently in his heart, he was indeed worthy of being called God's chosen worker, the kind of subordinate that many bosses longed for.

When they first met, he saw the excellent qualities in Lan Qiu Sheng.

Lan Qiusheng looked him straight in the eye and said, "Yes, even so."

There was another moment of silence.

Xu Wen discovered that there were tiny drops of water hanging on Lan Qiu Sheng's eyelashes, sparkling under the light.

The collar of her shirt was so wet that it stuck to her collarbone, outlining a graceful line.

"Are you cold? Change into this first, even though it may be a little big." Xu Wen asked, standing up and taking out one of his shirts from the suitcase.

Lan Qiu Sheng hesitated for a moment, but still took the shirt: "Thank you, I'll go to the bathroom to change." "Go ahead." Xu Wen nodded and watched her pick up the briefcase and walk towards the bathroom.

After the door closed, he let out a long sigh and sat back on the bed.

The wind and rain outside the window seemed to be even more violent, and the sound of rain hitting the window was like an endless drumbeat.

Xu Wen thought of what Lan Qiu Sheng had just said.

"Never depend on anyone."

How much pain and loneliness is hidden behind this sentence?
The sound of the bathroom door opening interrupted his thoughts.

Lan Qiusheng came out, wearing Xu Wen's dark gray shirt.

It was indeed too big for her, the sleeves were too long and the hem almost covered her short skirt.

But her complexion looked much better and her lips had regained their color.

"Feeling better?" Xu Wen asked.

Lan Qiusheng nodded: "Much better, thank you for the clothes."

She looked down at her oversized shirt and raised the corners of her mouth slightly: "Although it does look a bit like wearing a robe."

Xu Wen couldn't help but laugh: "At least it's better than wet clothes."

He pointed to the briefcase on the coffee table: "Is the report in there?"

"Yes, these are last week's operating data, as well as the latest analysis of the competition with Meituan." Lan Qiusheng walked over and took out a folder from his briefcase.

Xu Wen took the folder but did not open it immediately.

"Let's take a break first. We can talk about work when the rain stops."

Lan Qiu Sheng looked at him with some surprise. This was not like Xu Wen's usual working style.

But she did feel exhausted at the moment, so she nodded obediently and sat back in her chair.

The rain outside the window was still falling, but the wind seemed to be a little weaker.

The only sounds in the room were the rain and occasional thunder.

Lan Qiu Sheng looked at Xu Wen's profile and found that his eyes were fixed on the distance, as if he was lost in some memories.

"What are you thinking about?" she couldn't help but ask.

Xu Wen came back to his senses, "I remember when I was a kid, there was a rainstorm like this one, and I hid in the closet for a whole night because my father came back drunk and asked for money."

Lan Qiusheng's heart suddenly ached.

She couldn't imagine how young Xu Wen spent a night like that.

"Where's your mom?"

"In the hospital. He broke my ribs the night before." Xu Wen's voice was calm.

Lan Qiusheng unconsciously clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms.

"They're all rotten people," she said softly.

Xu Wen didn't say anything, but just looked out the window and nodded slightly.

"I sometimes wonder, if we had known each other as children, would we have become friends?" Lan Qiu Sheng said softly.

Xu Wen looked at her, his lips curled up slightly: "Maybe, but I wasn't as stable as I am now. I was very withdrawn."

Lan Qiusheng imagined that young Xu Wen must be a stubborn and smart child.

"I guess you've been very good since you were a child."

"On the contrary. I wasn't a very good student when I was young, and I didn't even like studying very much. It wasn't until I entered junior high school and met a good class teacher that I slowly got on the right track." Xu Wen shook his head.

His eyes softened. "She found out that I was good at math, so she tutored me after school every day and bought me reference books. If it weren't for her, I might not have been able to get into college."

When Lan Qiusheng heard Xu Wen talk about these past events for the first time, a wonderful feeling surged in his heart.

She suddenly hoped that the rainstorm could last longer to prolong this rare moment.

"This teacher is so nice." Lan Qiu Sheng said.

Xu Wen nodded: "Yes, everyone needs such a noble person in their life."

He paused and looked at Lan Qiusheng: "What about you? Have you ever met someone like this?"

Lan Qiusheng immediately replied: "Mother Yu, without her, I wouldn't be able to go to college."

This was indeed the only answer before.

But now there is one more name in the answer, but she dare not say it.

Because this person is sitting right in front of him now.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually became smaller, and there was even a ray of light showing through the dark clouds.

Lan Qiusheng looked at his watch. It was almost five o'clock.

"The rain seems to be stopping. We should start looking at the reports." There was a barely perceptible regret in her tone.

Xu Wen also looked out the window and nodded: "Okay, show me the data."

He took the document and the two began to discuss the recent operations of Flash City.

Lan Qiusheng explained in detail the changing trends of various data and the impact of Meituan’s latest round of subsidies on Shancheng’s order volume.

Despite the special environment, once they got into work mode, the two immediately resumed their usual professionalism and efficiency.

"Meituan's subsidies in other provinces are greater than we expected, but strangely, the decline in our order volume is not as obvious as expected," said Lan Qiusheng, pointing to a set of data on the report.

Xu Wen looked at the data carefully: "They were not yet ready for the takeaway business, but we hastily dragged them into the battlefield."

Lan Qiusheng nodded: "There is also the delivery speed. Our riders' average delivery time in college areas is 8 minutes faster than Meituan, which is especially important on rainy days."

Just as the two were deep in discussion, the lights in the room suddenly came on and the air conditioner restarted with a slight humming sound.

"The phone is ringing." Xu Wen looked up at the light on the ceiling.

Lan Qiu Sheng looked out the window. The rain had stopped, the dark clouds were dispersing, and the afterglow of the setting sun shone through the clouds onto the wet city.

"It looks like the typhoon has passed."

Xu Wen closed the file and said, "Let's stop here today. You are soaked. You should take a hot shower before leaving. I will ask the front desk to arrange a room for you."

Lan Qiu Sheng wanted to refuse, but when he thought that he really needed to clean up, he nodded.

"Thank you."

Xu Wen picked up the room phone and called the front desk.

A few minutes later, the waiter knocked on the door and told Lan Qiusheng that her room was ready and on the same floor.

"Go ahead, take a shower and have a good rest. There's no need to rush back to the company." Xu Wen said with concern.

Lan Qiu Sheng stood up and suddenly felt reluctant to leave this room that had become so warm in the heavy rain.

"Thank you," she said again, then picked up her wet coat and briefcase and headed for the door.

"Lan Qiusheng, in the future, you don't have to work so hard in this kind of weather. Your health is more important." Xu Wen suddenly called her.

Lan Qiu Sheng looked back at him, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"I'll remember that, monitor."

Xu Wen nodded and didn't say much.

Lan Qiu Sheng took one last look at him and then gently closed the door.

In the corridor, Lan Qiu Sheng took a deep breath and felt his heart beating faster than usual.

She touched Xu Wen's shirt, and his scent seemed to still remain on it.

Something seemed to have changed quietly on this rainy afternoon, but she couldn't tell what it was.

(End of this chapter)