The air in Shanghai was noticeably fresher after a night of raging winds and rain. It's the first time a typhoon hit during the winter.
The financial crisis had just subsided, and now many companies are heavily impacted again by the storm.
Early this morning, Chu Ge was still asleep when he was awakened by a sudden, urgent ringing.
Looking at the caller ID, Chu Ge was surprised to see it was Huo Tianqian calling.
Chu Ge answered, speaking with a hint of laziness, "What's up?"
As soon as Huo Tianqian heard him, he realized he had disturbed Chu Ge's rest and apologetically said, "Mr. Chu, you're not up yet?"
Chu Ge stretched lazily, "Rare day off for me today, and you caught me. So, what is it?"
"Hehe, it's nothing much. I just have a bar opening today and wanted to invite you to come and show some support."
Chu Ge sat up in bed, curiously gazing out the window at the trees swaying in all directions and the scattered branches and debris.
