What should I do if the seven veterans are revived at the same time?

Zhuo Lan just turned into a bat and flew to the airport, or turned into a human and boarded the space flight.

Then I went to a certain city on another planet, and it was the time when I got off work in the afternoon.Relying on the positioning of the communicator, Zhuo Lan went downstairs to a building wearing sunglasses and a scarf covering her entire face.

The front desk of this company is a robot, which deliberately adopts the appearance of a metal shell, which looks extremely cool.However, this kind of special punk design is not just for viewing. It also has a high force value, and it also serves as a security guard. It can be attacked or defended.

There was no one else in the hall at the moment, Zhuo Lan walked in without hesitation, took off his sunglasses at the front desk and took off his scarf: "Hi, is this... sir or miss?"

"It's all right, sir." The robot replied, "What can I do for you?"

"Can you inform me about Zhou Minghui from your company?" Zhuo Lan propped his chin facing the robot, "Just say that someone is looking for him and wait for him on the first floor."

"Do you have an appointment?" the bot asks.

If Zhuo Lan had an appointment, he wouldn't have come here on purpose at this time, so he winked his eyes: "No. I just want to have a surprise, you know."

The robot said: "Sorry, in order to prevent accidents, at least your name and image must be reported. Are you...?"

"My name is Dragos, and my nickname is Zhuo Lan." The blood said happily, "But don't tell others that I'm here, thank you."

The robot said: "I have notified Zhou Minghui for you, please wait a moment. Sorry, I want to confirm separately, are you that blood artist?"

"Yes." Seeing no one in the hall, Zhuo Lan simply teased the robot, "Why, do you want my autograph?"

The robot replied: "I'm just an artificial intelligence, and I don't have the setting of chasing stars..."

"Okay." Zhuo Lan sighed quietly, "I knew it, I'm just a small artist, not popular at all. Just now I came in wearing sunglasses, do you think I'm too narcissistic? In fact, no one will pay attention to me ..."

The robot was stunned by his sudden upper body, and detected that his facial expression seemed to be really sad, and spontaneously responded to comfort: "No, it's not that you are not popular, on the contrary, your Internet popularity is very high. But I'm just an artificial intelligence, and I don't have any favorite settings, so..."

"Don't say it, I know you're just trying to comfort me." Zhuo Lan continued to tease it, "It's because I haven't worked hard enough, alas, the entertainment industry is really too difficult..."

Just as the robot searched to comfort Zhuo Lan, the elevator in the lobby rang.

The elevator door opened, Zhou Minghui came out, his gaze swept away, and he met Zhuo Lan's gaze.

Zhuo Lan was still leaning on the front desk, raised her hand and waved her fingers at him, and greeted him frivolously: "Hi!"

Zhou Minghui walked over with strides, the expression on his face didn't change much, but there was obviously a little more joy in his eyes: "Why are you here?"

Zhuo Lan also greeted him, and whispered a joke: "Let's see if Mr. Zhou is looking for other goblins."

"Nonsense." Zhou Minghui also replied in a low voice, but he couldn't hide his smile, "Are you passing by to take a look, or are you free?"

"I'm free." Zhuo Lan said with a low smile, "But I just don't know if Mr. Zhou is free."

"Yes, but I have to wait until I get off work." Zhou Minghui said, "Can you find a nearby coffee shop and wait for me? I can get off work in less than an hour."

"Why, don't you dare let me go to the office for inspection?" Zhuo Lan asked cheerfully, "Did you hide a beautiful secretary in the office?"

Zhou Minghui knew that he was flirting with him, but he had no choice but to accept the offer, so he had no choice but to say, "If it was my own company, of course I would let you go up. But now I am just a part-time worker, and I still have to abide by the company's regulations. "

Zhuo Lan said: "Then why don't you let me go directly to your house? Are you going to drive out the object of the golden house as soon as possible?"

"Stop making trouble." Zhou Minghui said, "If you doubt it, I'll connect you to the smart surveillance at home right now, and you can watch it as you like, okay?"

"Forget it. You don't even have a cat, what's the point of seeing it." Zhuo Lan said, "Then I'll go to an Internet cafe to surf the Internet. Tell me when you get off work."

"Okay." Zhou Minghui straightened the scarf for him, "This planet has a lower average temperature than the planet you live in. Is it cold? Can I wear my coat for you?"

Zhuo Lan put on the sunglasses by herself: "I'm a blood race, and you actually asked me if I would be cold, Zhou Minghui?"

"I know you are not afraid of the cold, but don't you like it warmer?" Zhou Minghui said, "Don't forget it. Wait until I pick you up, huh?"

"Okay." After Zhuo Lan answered, he simply waved his hands and said goodbye, and walked out of the hall.

Zhou Minghui watched him go out, then turned to look at the robot at the front desk: "The next time you see him coming, just notify me, don't worry about what I'm doing."

The front desk robot asks, "Would you like to report if you're in a meeting?"

"Notification." Zhou Minghui said, "You can also tell him what I'm doing."

"Okay, I know."

***

Zhuo Lan slipped to an unmanned Internet cafe to surf the Internet, and chose a game where he could meet God.However, this task has a level requirement, Zhuo Lan can only do the level task that is not attractive to him first, and upgrade as soon as possible.Then, while looking at the strategy of the god's mission, prepare props that can speed up the progress of the mission.

However, this process was rather boring. Zhuo Lan persisted for half an hour, went offline, and chatted with Alex instead.

Alex has now turned into a tree hole, and Zhuo Lan will talk to him about all trivial matters, even if these things themselves are meaningless.Alex is simply the best listener, he will answer "really" or "and then" at the right time, and was named "best supporter" by Zhuo Lan.

After more than an hour, Zhou Minghui sent a message.According to the time he said, Zhuo Lan arrived at the entrance of the Internet cafe in 10 minutes, and Zhou Minghui's spaceship just stopped at the entrance.

Zhuo Lan boarded his spaceship, and the first sentence was emotional: "Mr. Zhou, your mount is so cool!"

Zhou Minghui's spaceship is not a van, but a seat type like a car in the past, but changed into a spaceship.This spaceship can be driven manually or automatically.And the seats are not as crowded as the previous cars, in fact, they are very loose, and you can straighten your legs easily by adjusting the seats.

Zhou Minghui originally wanted to sit in the back row with Zhuo Lan, where it was more spacious and they could sit side by side.But Zhuo Lan wanted to enjoy the speed of the co-driver, so Zhou Minghui had no choice but to get into the driver's seat.

"Isn't it just like the sports car before?" Zhou Minghui said, "Aren't you tired of sitting in the co-pilot?"

"How can I get tired of the co-pilot that Mr. Zhou drives himself?" Zhuo Lan laughed loudly, "And I don't have too many opportunities to ride. Mr. Zhou also has a driver, so he often doesn't need to drive by himself, does he?"

"You are the one who sits the most in my co-pilot, so you are ashamed not to say much." Zhou Minghui said, "Do you still want me to drive it myself?"

"Forget it, it's fine if you have such a meaning, let's drive automatically." Zhuo Lan stretched out his hand and grabbed Zhou Minghui's hand while laughing, "For example, you can now hold hands in the co-pilot, which was not the case before. He was issued a ticket by the traffic police uncle."

"Begin to provoke me as soon as we meet." Zhou Minghui squeezed his fingers, "Now you can do something else with the spaceship, do you want to try it?"

"Farewell." Zhuo Lan said cheerfully, "I'm afraid you won't be able to get off the spaceship when you get home with your physical strength."

Zhou Minghui smiled and said, "You really know how to make me happy."

Zhuo Lan said, "I'm here to make you happy, Mr. Zhou."

Zhou Minghui couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed him: "No, you are here to motivate me, my blood."

***

Zhou Minghui's current living environment is not bad. Although there is no single-family house like Zhuo Lan, it is already a relatively spacious one-story apartment with three bedrooms and one living room.Zhuo Lan turned around and said with emotion: "Zhou Minghui, you really have no breath of life, just like a model house or a hotel."

"Aren't I always like this?" Zhou Minghui twisted his tie, "You can buy what you need, anyway, the delivery speed is very fast now."

Zhuo Lan stared at him and stopped.

Zhou Minghui paused: "What?"

"Mr. Zhou, did I tell you that you look good undressed?" Zhuo Lan stared at his hands, "Keep going."

"Zhuo Lan, this is at home." Zhou Minghui tore off his tie, threw it on the back of the sofa, approached the blood clan and said, "You're so skinny, aren't you afraid of being executed on the spot?"

"Come here, afraid of you?" Zhuo Lan pinched his neckline, "But why don't you have dinner first? Don't get hypoglycemia halfway through."

Zhou Minghui held his hand: "When and which time did I fail?"

"That's true." Zhuo Lan said cheerfully, "Hey, Mr. Zhou, that's it? I really like how you look like a beast in clothes... um..."

"I told you not to provoke me like that."

***

As a result, Zhou Minghui didn't have dinner until nine o'clock in the evening.

Zhuo Lan sat opposite him to accompany the meal.The blood race drank (one of) his favorite flavors, and had a hearty show, so it was easy to talk at the moment.He just watched Zhou Minghui eat, he really looked like a young entertainer who was adopted.

As a result, Zhuo Lan was not bothered yet, so Zhou Minghui said first: "Can't you have some fun by yourself?"

"I'm just looking for fun." Zhuo Lan said cheerfully, "Mr. Zhou is pretty and delicious."

Zhou Minghui said: "You don't need to accompany me to eat, don't pay attention to these things."

"You said that." Zhuo Lan kicked him under the table, "I won't eat with you if I don't have to eat, then I don't have to sleep, so why don't you accompany me?"

"What are you arguing with me?" Zhou Minghui said, "You used to want to accompany me, but you were not willing to live or die. Now you don't want to, and you won't leave. You just insist on fighting against me."

"I'm happy. It's interesting to see you angry." Zhuo Lan continued to kick him without any scruples.Now Zhuo Lan understands the reason why Alex ranked Zhou Minghui first. If he regards fighting with Zhou Minghui as a kind of fun, it will be a lot of fun.

Zhou Minghui clamped his troublesome foot: "You just want to take revenge on me because I have no money or power now?"

"That's right." Zhuo Lan was very active in acting this kind of drama with him, "Feng Shui takes turns, you just obediently wait for my arrival, hahahaha!"

He smiled happily. Zhou Minghui looked at him and wanted to laugh for some reason.He let go of Zhuo Lan's feet, stopped talking about letting people play by themselves, and continued to eat happily.

[The author has something to say]: Zhuo Lan: Open the door and check the ward!