Movie Emperor Transmigrated into a Grand Hotel [Interstellar]

Just as the earliest customers expected, on the first day after the announcement that the appointment system would start soon, Song Lan didn't take a break for even a minute during the ten hours of business.

Inspired by the conquest of delicious food, the reporter is not in a hurry to go back to work.He stayed in the store, opened the camera the whole time, and recorded the whole rush of people in the store.

As the sky darkened, the seats in the hall gradually became vacant.Song Lan entertained the last guest, and didn't close the door until the store was empty.

"Sorry to keep you waiting."

Song Lan also suggested at noon that the reporter should leave first if he had something to do, and he was willing to accept the interview online.However, the reporter was very persistent, and he was not good at trying to impress people. At this time, he smiled implicitly and came back to pour tea for the reporter.

The reporter took the tea with both hands, and his words were a little less casual than when he first came to the store.Song Lan saw it in his eyes and pressed his tongue.

The reporter first followed the usual procedure and asked Song Lan about his intention to open the store and how he felt after the first few days of opening, and asked him to share his business experience by the way.

Song Lan, who was sitting across from him, blinked and felt that the situation at this time was not much different from the interviews he had received before.He conceived his speech in his mind and expressed his point of view fluently.

The reporter has interviewed many catering managers, and met bosses with different personalities. They may be careless or delicate. Although they all have their own style and skills, they always feel uncomfortable when facing the camera and interviews. .

When Song Lan opened his mouth, the reporter was secretly startled, and then smiled happily.

In an instant, he felt that the person talking to him on the other side was generous and relaxed in his speech.The most wonderful thing is that he can understand the intention of the program group to ask questions, and then achieve the most anticipated effect of the program group.

He is simply an excellent pick-me-up person, humorous yet elegant, with elements of scene talk, but well retaining his personal characteristics.

After thinking about it, the reporter simply threw the script aside and played freely.He put in [-]% of his energy and vowed to make this conversation into a masterpiece that can be handed out during the year-end inventory of the show.

"So this time, Mr. Song, because there are too many customers, he has no choice but to try the reservation mode?" The reporter leaned forward and asked curiously.

Song Lan intentionally showed a wry smile, "You saw it today. If there are so many people in the future, I won't be able to take care of eating. Besides, I have to take care of a little guy."

As he spoke, he nodded his fat forehead.

Fatty is very obedient, and only started to follow Song Lan when there were fewer people in the store.When he finally had time to sit down, she simply jumped up and fell asleep on his warm and firm lap.

Feeling being called, Fatty opened his eyes blindfolded, raised his head, kicked his front paws up, and licked Song Lan's chin.Then he nestled back and continued to sleep lazily on his stomach.

Song Lan was caught off guard by a kiss, and couldn't help but be taken aback.The reporter across the table also laughed when they saw this scene.

"It's so clingy. The kitten has a good personality. And it can sit still. You are busy all day, and I only see the kitten moving in the corridor."

"Yes, it was the first day she came to this house. I was afraid that there would be too many people in the hall, which would scare her. I told her not to go to the hall. I didn't expect her to be able to do this." Song Lan nodded quickly, thanking the reporter for his support for Fatty. recognition.

"Nowadays, the animal companions are very smart, and so is my family. They sleep with my little daughter every day. Once she kicked the quilt when she was fast asleep, and the kitten pulled the blanket to cover her up." Tea.

Knowing that the reporter is also a shit-shoveling officer, Song Lan suddenly felt a sense of kinship, "Take care of each other, and Pangpang and I are the same, so we depend on each other."

The two chatted happily, and just as they were about to finish, they heard a knock on the door.

[It's Mr. Zhen! ]

The system reacted the fastest and reminded Song Lan through the system space.

"Are there any guests?" The reporter asked suspiciously. He stood up, as if he was going to take a look at the window.

Song Lan took into account that Zhen Chen was not an ordinary citizen, but a well-known public figure in the whole interstellar world.Thinking that Zhen Chen might not be willing to show up in front of the media, he immediately stood up, trying to find a reason to dismiss the reporter.

He took a few steps forward, and before he could grab the reporter, he saw a figure appearing in the window.

Broad shoulders and narrow waist, wearing a navy blue coat, standing outside the window looking in, with a smile on his lips.

The reporter and Zhen Chen just met their eyes through the window.

Zhen Chen noticed the reporter's uniform logo for the first time, was startled, and subconsciously looked at Song Lan who was beside the reporter.

Although the reporters in the room specialize in food shows, Zhen Chen still recognizes his face.He had never expected to run into an interstellar rich man in a private shop. Out of the reporter's sensitivity, he subconsciously felt that Song Lan and Zhen Chen knew each other.

"...Boss, what is this?" The reporter hesitated and turned his head.

Received the eyes of the two people looking over, hugging the chubby Song Lan, and suddenly didn't know how to explain to them.

It was so unfortunate that the conversation was coming to an end.

When the three of them sat at the table, the reporter was a little bit tied up.

It is an unspoken rule in the industry that the Metropolitan Channel has always been looked down upon by the Financial Channel. When a reporter graduates, the first choice must be the Financial Channel.Coming to City Channel is equivalent to being "exiled".

And he exiled reporters like this, and in this restaurant, he met big shots that the financial channel might not necessarily invite!

"Dr. Zhen, hello, hello. I am Zhang Dafa, a reporter from Planet A210... Metropolitan Channel's "Street Food" program group." The reporter stood up and reported his family name. The more he talked, the more confident he became.He began to sweat, hating himself for not using snacks in financial reporting class when he was studying.

Otherwise, given such a rare opportunity now, he would still be able to talk to the boss.

After Zhen Chen was surprised, he accepted the situation calmly.He then stood up and extended his hand politely, "Xingchen Real Estate, Zhen Chen. I have been watching your channel for a long time, it is very unique."

The reporter was flattered, "You're joking."

Zhen Chen raised his hand to signal the reporter to take a seat. After sitting down, he said with a smile, "To be honest, I also grew up on star A021. I watched your channel's programs for many years when I was a child. At that time, there was "Investigation Direct", and I watched it every day. , What a good show."

The reporter was speechless.

They do have a show on their channel called "Investigative Straight," but it's been off the air for over a decade.Even the hosts of the show have passed away for some reason.

It is said that during the investigation and evidence collection of a serial murder case, they came into contact with the dark forces at the time and were retaliated against. The program team has been in a slump ever since.

"The only old seniors left in this program group are not doing it in the station now. It was a signature show at the time, and now it is brought up, and even the younger generation in the station may not know it." The reporter also agrees with Zhen Chen's words. , couldn't help feeling, "Dong Zhen, you are really a nostalgic person."

Zhen Chen didn't answer, just laughed silently, picked up the teacup that Song Lan had filled for him, and drank it in one gulp.

The small purple sand cup knocked on the table, making a crisp sound.

Pang Pang, who was originally hugged by Song Lan, turned his head when he heard the sound, then broke free from Song Lan's embrace, and ran into Zhen Chen's embrace skillfully like a baby swallow returning to its nest.

The person holding the cat on the other side changed, the reporter turned his eyes, and noticed something in the stable curled up state of the kitten.

The relationship between these two people is not simple.

It's obviously the store manager's cat, but it's even more relaxed when it's in Zhen Chen's arms.

"Excuse me, the store manager and Zhen Dong, are..."

When asked, Zhen Chen and Song Lan looked at each other, and agreed on the answer through each other's eyes.

"Are you friends haha?" Song Lan joked.

"Forget it! The kind of friend who comes to eat with a shy face every day." Zhen Chen smiled wantonly, then changed the subject and looked at the opposite side, "Is reporter Zhang also here for dinner? Or is there an interview task? Then If I come at this time, won't I disturb you?"

"It's okay, I've learned enough from the store manager." The reporter was not a guest, so he couldn't stand the boss's politeness, so he hurriedly expressed his opinion.He also felt that Zhen Chen still had something to do with Song Lan, so he seemed to take the opportunity to leave very wisely.

Although there is no chance of interviewing Zhen Chen, staying here at this time may leave a bad impression on people.Compared with the two rights, whichever is less important, the reporter wisely chose the former.

He stood up, Song Lan and Zhen Chen followed suit, and politely sent the reporter away.

There was no one in the alley, so Song Lan closed the door and followed Zhen Chen into the house.

"Zhen Chen, I'm sorry, the program team didn't notify in advance, so they just sent someone here today." Song Lan felt that she still had to explain.

The man in front shook his head, expressing his understanding, "It's okay, I came here suddenly."

"Then, this reporter, will you release the news of your visit to the store?" Song Lan knew how to deal with reporters face to face, but she couldn't control the style of the program group.

Zhen Chen stood by the table, thought for a while, and shook his head again, "You can just open the shop with peace of mind."

He didn't think that reporter would release the news. Even if the news was really leaked, the Star Public Relations Department would have thousands of ways to deal with it.

With Zhen Chen's reply, Song Lan felt relieved.He poured tea for Zhen Chen again, looking at the small box on the table leg, "This is?"

"Fatty snacks, let's prepare some." Zhen Chen patiently combed the fat that jumped into his arms again.

Song Lan saw the interaction between one person and one cat, and was both jealous and amused.

This Boss Zhen treats Pang Pang more thoughtfully than his real "cat family".

Reciprocate, since Zhen Chen is so active, he has no choice but to show it.Song Lan put one hand on the table and thought of an idea.He slowly looked at the tall man beside him.

"Mr. Zhen, I bought a batch of crabs today, and I'm going to make a new dish. The quality of the crabs is definitely not as good as the ones you brought yesterday, but after processing, they may have a different taste. Do you want to try it?"

Zhen Chen was waiting for Song Lan's words, and when he saw him speak, he did not hesitate for a second, and agreed decisively, "Let's go to the back kitchen, and I'll handle the crabs for you."

Song Lan looked away, and used the movement of getting up to avoid Zhen Chen's deep eyes that were as bright as stars.Pang Pang doesn't pay attention to subtle beauty, he feels good after being massaged, and directly repays Zhen Chen with face-licking kisses.

The two went to the back kitchen together and began to prepare dinner hand in hand.

Zhen Chen continued with yesterday's work, while Song Lan stood beside him doing other things, occasionally couldn't help sneaking a peek at Zhen Chen as he passed behind him.

During the many years of sleeping with his body, the only thing he expected was to transform into a human form, to be able to walk and talk, do what he wanted, eat delicious food and watch the interstellar world.

But this will really come true, every time after a long day of work, hundreds of customers will not be left behind.He develops dishes by himself, so he inevitably feels lonely.

There was no one to talk to, and there was no way to lighten up the atmosphere with a joke.

This Zhen Chen, looking for a reason to lean over, happened to hit the ground on the right side and fulfilled his wish.

The excitement brought by someone is not excitement, but when it comes to Zhen Chen, this excitement is more pleasing than others.

Song Lan didn't understand what this feeling was, she only vaguely felt that she didn't reject Zhen Chen's approach.

The two cooperated and worked backwards step by step.After obtaining Zhen Chen's consent, Song Lan dug out the video equipment that had never been used, and started to record at fixed points, only clapping her hands to prepare for the update of the official blog.

Waiting for Zhen Chen to leave before doing it, I was afraid that there would be too little time, so I had no choice but to ask Zhen Chen to cooperate once.

The bald butter with earth characteristics lacks video explanations, and interstellar residents rely on text to understand the practice, which is estimated to be difficult.

"Bald butter is actually a traditional method in the Suzhou area of ​​China. At that time, crabs were not available in every season. In order to preserve the best taste of crabs, everyone made crab meat and crab roe into sauces, and preserved them to serve with meals. "Song Lan didn't forget to introduce the oil and other auxiliary materials.

Zhen Chen was unpacking the steamed crabs, listening quietly and nodding.He knew that Song Lan was shooting a video, so he was very considerate and didn't make a sound.

"Animal oil is made from a special low-fat and low-alcohol lard. It only retains the taste of lard, but it will not burden the body. Bald butter without lard as a base is not bald butter." Song Lan Standing by the table, I introduced the ingredients one by one, "Yellow wine, to remove the fishy smell of crab roe and crab meat, is a must. Ginger and garlic should be sautéed in advance, and seasonings such as salt, vinegar and pepper should be appropriate."

Zhen Chen was on the side, splitting the crab meat and crab roe, and throwing them into two large bowls in front of him.While watching the young people on the other side of the counter talking, I admire this confident and elegant demeanor.

After Song Lan finished speaking, Zhen Chen also finished.Put the fat into the pot, and pour in the crab roe and crab meat one by one.The originally transparent oil was dyed crimson by crab roe, and there was also a strong aroma that could not be ignored in the back kitchen.

Zhen Chen felt that the process of making bald butter was a torment, and when Song Lan took the jar to free up the sauce, he had already filled the rice and waited quietly.

"Boil another side dish and make ginger juice." Song Lan was also very hungry, and couldn't help laughing when she saw Zhen Chen's anxious look.

Pangpang, the kitten, stood by the counter, eagerly watching the food come out of the oven, "Meow——"

"You can't." Song Lan ruthlessly refused.

The kitten wrinkled his face, jumped off the counter in twos and threes, and left the back kitchen in one step and three turns.

The dinner is on the table, and in the center is a cylindrical transparent straight jar, filled with bright red sauce.There are large open bowls on both sides of the table, filled with full-grained, crystal-clear white rice.

"Zhen Chen, try it first. The bald butter must be eaten with white rice to taste the taste." Song Lan picked up the light brain, "I will post a video, and the light brain will be released immediately."

Zhen Chen picked up the chopsticks and signaled Song Lan to go easy.

The official blog of Cultivating Immortals every day, for the first time in time for dinner, posted a post.

"No. 23 Heping Avenue: #新产品推荐# Seasonal special offer bald butter rice, a unique delicacy from the Suzhou-Hangzhou area in the earth age, with crabs, to satisfy the deepest gluttonous desire! The price of the set meal is 250 stars, limited to one Hundred copies, you can come to the store to enjoy after you get the reserved quota. [Reservation link][Video link]”

After Song Lan finished posting the news, she was not in a hurry to scroll through the comment area, she put down her brain and was ready to join the dining battlefield.Before he could move, he noticed the big president across the table who was staring straight ahead with his eyes empty.

"Zhen Chen? Zhen Chen!" The hotel was very puzzled, "... Zhen! Boss! Boss!"

After being shouted loudly, the tall man returned to his soul.

On the other side, the reporter was on his way back to the city channel.He has been thinking about the relationship between Song Lan and Zhen Chen, and the light brain in his hand stays on the official blog interface, and with a random swipe, he sees the new news released by the official blog.

The reporter turned on mute and watched the video silently.Moving his eyes from the light brain to the dim city night scene outside the window of the aircraft, he made a decision in his heart.

The optical brain that played the video in a loop sounded a new message notification sound.

Colleagues in the same group have a private life group. At this time, everyone is asking him if he has interviewed good material, and they also use various gossip and rumors on the Internet to find him for confirmation.

The reporter lowered his head, and his eyes fell on the words "It is said that the store's performance is good because the background is not simple", thinking of Song Lan's craftsmanship, and remembering the way Zhen Chen and Song Lan were talking and laughing, he hesitated, and finally dug out the filming The original film, the subsequent part was deleted.

The finished video sent to the program group, except for the reporter, no one knew that the back part of the original film had been cut, and naturally they didn't know that Song Lan had a personal relationship with Zhen Chen.

As a reporter for a program focusing on discovering gourmet food in the market, he judged by professional observation and determined that the gossip rumors on the Internet were distorted.