Movie Emperor Transmigrated into a Grand Hotel [Interstellar]

The heating was turned on in the house at No. 23 Heping Avenue, and the kitten, Chubby, was squatting on the edge of the window, waving its paws at the transparent window covered in water mist.

Song Lan wasn't there, and the system robot didn't respond, so she could only play with herself.

There were vertical traces on the hazy window, Fatty stretched out his head and pressed his face against it, looking out.She seems to have noticed the movement outside.

Sure enough, there was a layer of snow on the front of the house, and the two tall figures turned their backs to her, and were facing the huge aircraft hanging in the air not far away.

Chubby's ears twitched, wanting to get closer.As a result, he didn't grasp his strength well, his feet were unstable, and he fell directly from the window sill.

Fortunately, the window sill was not high, so Pangpang rolled on the spot nimbly and climbed back to the window.Seeing that the two people outside did not respond, they rushed behind the door and paced back and forth.

Outside the gate, Song Lan turned up the collar of his coat to block the wind, and stood behind Zhen Chen, waiting for the aircraft transporting the luggage to land.When the aircraft stopped, turn around and open the door.

Pangpang wanted to rush out as soon as he kicked his feet, but was hugged straight by Song Lan, "Don't go out, it's cold outside."

Song Lan was chilled all over, he stuffed Pangpang under his coat and sent him back to the second floor.When he quickly returned to the gate, he saw the terminal staff leading three or two transport robots, carrying Zhen Chen's luggage to the lobby one by one.

The luggage is big and small, but the shape is very regular, and they are all square boxes.The big one is as tall as a person, and the small one is about the size of a shoebox.

Zhen Chen was helping to count the points. He had been standing outside longer than Song Lan, and the tip of his nose was already a little red from the cold.

"Yes, that's all, thanks for your hard work." The room was warm, and Zhen Chen unbuttoned the front button of his silhouette coat, revealing his slim waistcoat.

Song Lan glanced at it, then stood aside silently.

After Zhen Chen signed, the staff returned with the robots.The gate was closed, and the two of them faced each other, which was a hill of suitcases.

Song Lan drew a stool for himself and Zhen Chen and placed it in front of the pile of gifts. He sat down first, with his hands on his lap, staring straight ahead with no expression on his face.

"Zhen Chen, seriously, are you really going to give these to me?" Song Lan still found it inconceivable.

Reciprocating courtesies is normal, but this is the first time he has seen Zhen Chen being "polite" on such a scale.

"Really, don't look at the boxes stacked so high, there aren't many things after you take them apart. Some are big, and some are small." Zhen Chen put his hand in front of his mouth and coughed, his words lacked confidence.

"Big item?" Song Lan raised an eyebrow.

"There is a climbing frame for Pangpang." Zhen Chen chuckled, "Xingchen invested in the home furnishing industry a few years ago, and there is a company that specializes in research and development of climbing frames. The latest model. I'm busy with work, and I can't keep a cat, so I remembered you had one, so I brought it here."

What Zhen Chen said was reasonable, Song Lan didn't know how to refuse for a while.He just opened his mouth and was still thinking about his words when he was robbed by Zhen Chen.

"The climbing frame is the biggest item here, and the climbing frame has been shipped back, so I simply brought everything back." Zhen Chen said unambiguously, "There are still a lot of dry ingredients inside... also , It was also given by someone else, I don’t know how to do it anyway, and I don’t know who to give it to, so I can only give it to you.”

Zhen Chen pushed the source of the items to his partners, never mentioning that he asked his secretary to purchase them.

Song Lan was speechless, he took a deep breath, and felt that what Zhen Chen said was not unreasonable.

In his previous life, he opened a studio, integrated resources and contacts, and received all the gifts during the holidays.From friends, partners, and even brands, it can fill a room.

Thinking about it this way, as an executive, Zhen Chen could really receive such a huge amount of gifts.Investment industries, companies with contacts, and so on.

Zhen Chen waited silently for Song Lan to express his opinion, he was afraid that Song Lan would see through his thoughts.Considering the expression of the person in front of him, he was considering whether to enrich the explanation.

"...All right, don't you want to keep some for yourself?" Song Lan patted her thigh and asked.

"No, no, I'm staying in a hotel, so I won't need it if I take it." Seeing that he had passed the test, Zhen Chen immediately became interested. He stood up, squatted directly in front of the pile of boxes, and turned his head happily, He waved at Song Lan, "Aren't you here to unwrap the present?"

Seeing Zhen Chen's unimpressive, childish posture, a smile flashed across Song Lan's eyes.He stood up slowly, then squatted beside Zhen Chen.

"How do I stay in a hotel?" He randomly picked up a box at hand and asked casually.

Song Lan was a little uncertain in his heart. He saved Zhen Chen and felt that the child was so pitiful, as if he had no family.Now that I heard that I will not return to A021 star for the holidays after I become an adult, my heart sank immediately.

"Hey, I'm alone. I worked overtime during the winter festivals in the past few years. Only a few departments of Xingchen stayed behind, and the senior management went on vacation. It's warm here."

Zhen Chen smiled, his tone was very flat.With one hand propped on the ground, he picked a box from the hill and pulled it out.

The luggage package comes with an easy-to-open opening, and it is very convenient to unpack after undoing the sealing layer with force.Zhen Chen took off the outer packaging in two or three strokes.

The true face of the square box is revealed, and the front picture looks like a pillow.Fluffy and round, with a cartoon graphic printed on the front.

"What is this? A sofa cushion?" Song Lan leaned closer and looked at it curiously.

Zhen Chen lowered his head to look carefully, and raised his tone, "No, it's a smart temperature-control elastic mat for Pangpang. It's not a nest for sleeping, but it's a place where you can lie down when you're tired from playing."

Song Lan was at a loss for words for a while, and suddenly realized that Pangpang's living conditions were actually very good.She already had a warm resting mat, and he had to rely on his own body to warm the bed.

Zhen Chen saw the young man staring at the box reluctantly, then stretched out his hand and handed it out.

Song Lan took it, opened the box, took out the cushion, and touched it.I found that it feels really good in the hand, and I couldn't help pinching it again and again.

The cushion has the function of induction heating, and when it receives external pressure, it will gradually emit heat.The cushion was even more comfortable now, Song Lan hugged the cushion directly in his arms, using squatting movements to hide his love for the soft cushion.

Zhen Chen had been observing Song Lan's reaction, and couldn't help laughing when he saw this.He brushed his forehead hair, and his tone of kindness and teasing was very soft, "You don't want to compete with Pangpang for a cushion?"

Song Lan paused, and was a little embarrassed to be punctured by Zhen Chen.With a calm expression of "how could I do such a thing", he quickly stuffed the cushion and the box back into Zhen Chen's arms.

Zhen Chen accepted it as soon as he saw it, and hurriedly restrained his smile, and changed the topic by rummaging through the new box.

One after another, the boxes were opened one by one.As Zhen Chen said, there are a lot of ingredients in the gift pile for work.Song Lan was dazzled by the sight, so she simply took advantage of the spacious location in the hall and sorted the gifts into categories.

"What kind of company is this... I have to talk to them this year. There are so many, and they are still made of tasteless coarse grains. How can people finish them?" Zhen Chen opened up a box faster and faster, until he opened a certain box and saw that it was full of A box of digestive biscuits.

It is conservatively estimated that there are thirty tubes, one tube contains fifty pieces, and each piece is bigger than the palm of your hand.

Song Lan leaned over and couldn't help being amused watching it.With this scale, it's not a gift for others, it's like doing wholesale.He picked up a tube and rummaged through the expiration date, "...it's still two years away, don't worry."

"It's not delicious." Zhen Chen had black lines on his face. He had long had deep resentment towards this company, and this year he finally couldn't help complaining, "This is a financial investment project approved by the board of directors of the group. It focuses on healthy eating. Last year Send me a box of green powder and ask me to drink it with water."

"And then?" Song Lan vaguely guessed the ending.

"There's an earthy smell, so pungent that I haven't eaten for three days. That time, I really thought they were here to torture me." Zhen Chen weighed a tube of biscuits in his hand, "This year's biscuits, this year's biscuits I have eaten it at the Secretariat, the taste is barely strong, chewing sawdust..."

Song Lan was terrified by Zhen Chen's adjectives. He looked at the ingredients list again, but he really couldn't find any seasoning ingredients.Pure natural coarse grain fiber must sacrifice taste.

Zhen Chen was not interested in this box of biscuits, so he switched to the embrace of the next box.Meanwhile, Song Lan, who also didn't like digestive biscuits very much, looked thoughtfully at the biscuit box that was evaluated as sawdust.

"There are only climbing frames left at the back, and a detachable tatami mat. They can be disassembled into several boxes before they can be transported to the spaceship. Where are these two vases?" Zhen Chen stood, holding a colorful vase in one hand, wondering It means to help Song Lan organize things.

Song Lan blinked blankly, and when she looked back, half of the hall was covered with presents.

There are a lot of ingredients and snacks, and there are also a lot of household items.There are also all kinds of interesting little pendants, as well as fat special toys, arranged into four small piles by category.

He rubbed the back of his neck, thinking about what to do with the items.

The lobby is used as a storefront reception place, so it is definitely not allowed to put personal daily necessities.There are a lot of empty rooms on the second floor, so it's easy for the robot to move up there, but...

Wouldn't this make Zhen Chen go up to the second floor?

Song Lan's heart skipped a beat, and she felt that if she let go, Zhen Chen wouldn't be able to stay downstairs "in peace".But deliberately let him stay on the first floor, and he ran up and down a few times by himself, so it was easy for Zhen Chen to feel that he was wary of him.

It's a bit embarrassing.

Song Lan hesitated for a moment, and finally said after much deliberation, "I have to put it up, or should I bring the robot up first? The vase has to be stored in the cabinet, put it outside and Fatty slaps it down with his paw, and it will be gone." .”

Zhen Chen nodded, and simply said a good word, and then added, "Then I will come to help when I arrange it."

Song Lan agreed without saying anything.When he saw Zhen Chen walking away to place a vase, he quickly walked up the stairs by himself.

He overslept in the winter, was anxious to get up in the morning, and was confused when washing, and the quilt in the bedroom was not made at all.He had to hurry to tidy up, lest Zhen Chenzhen stray into the bedroom and feel that his life is not fastidious enough.

Song Lan hurriedly went up to tidy up the bedroom, and just when it was almost done, she heard a knock on the door, "Song Lan? Are you in there? My vase is ready."

"So fast?" Song Lan subconsciously responded from inside the door. She looked around the room to confirm that there was nothing wrong, and then reached out to open the door.With nothing to worry about, the room was generously shown to Zhen Chen.

Zhen Chen behaved very politely, he only glanced in and didn't stay long.After seeing what she wanted to see, she was just right enough not to disgust Song Lan.

He stood outside the door, usually a young man inside the door, nodded and said, "It's settled, you have to start the robot, I don't have permission... By the way, where is Pangpang? I haven't seen her."

Song Lan groaned, and pointed to the next door, "Inside, her room."

After speaking, Song Lan went downstairs.Zhen Chen stood where he was, looking at Song Lan's spacious bedroom, but finally didn't go any further.He turned around and opened the door to the next room.

Song Lan opened the door, deliberately wanting to see if Zhen Chen would go to his room.The others were downstairs, and when they changed the perspective of the body, they found that Zhen Chen was very well-behaved, and immediately felt relieved.

As soon as Zhen Chen opened the door, the fat that rushed out filled his calf.He looked inside and found that there were really fat supplies in the room which was the size of Song Lan's bedroom.

All-inclusive cat litter, automatic cat litter, and ration boxes stacked in the corner.There are a few small toys scattered on the ground, which seem to be the ones that Pangpang would play with every day.

"Meow meow meow——" Pang Pang pulled his trousers, just wanting to run towards Zhen Chen.

Zhen Chen bent over and lifted Pangpang up with both hands.He weighed it and stuffed the little gray cat into his arms, "Fatty, long time no see, you seem to be getting fatter."

Fatty's paw smeared onto Zhen Chen's cheek, which was exactly the same as Song Lan's hand on the aircraft.

Zhen Chen smiled, and carried the cat back to the corridor.Just as he was about to go down to find someone, he saw Song Lan going upstairs with the robot.

The food delivery robot can also undertake family-style transportation work. The pulleys are switched to rotating shafts and crawlers. The efficient combination allows it to keep up with Song Lan's footsteps and at the same time lift weights with ease.

Zhen Chen took care of Pangpang, and Song Lan directed the robot to place the objects.

The climbing frame was stuffed into the fat room, and the tatami and other items were put into the remaining two empty rooms.

Zhen Chen stood behind Song Lan, confirming that the tatami had been stored properly, the corners of his mouth were raised and his eyes were full of smiles.

The two of them worked for a long time, and when they rested, they realized that they were very hungry.Song Lan hadn't eaten dinner seriously, but Zhen Chen was simply hungry.

After discussing with each other, their eyes fell to the end of the corridor on the first floor. After 10 minutes, the kitchen lights came on and the heat was steaming.

Zhen Chen volunteered to cook noodles for the first time, and Song Lan happened to want to try a new meal with digestive biscuits, so she let Zhen Chen do it by herself.

The two people in the huge back kitchen took each side, started at the same time, and looked at each other.

Song Lan didn't dare to trust Zhen Chen's craftsmanship, and instructed Zhen Chen to get ingredients and use utensils, for fear that this person would burn his kitchen down.Zhen Chen had long thought that the box of digestive biscuits was not pleasing to the eye, and when he saw that Song Lan had opened a box and brought a rolling pin, he was very curious.

"Song Lan, what delicious biscuits can you make?" Zhen Chen was collecting water by the sink, leaning against the sink while waiting, and kept looking at the other side of the kitchen.

Song Lan was not in a hurry to answer the question, but raised her head and glanced up.Seeing that Zhen Chen stood up straight, he opened his mouth slowly.He maintained the motion of pressing the digestive biscuits, and slowed down his speech.

"I remember, at the terminal, you called me... Lanlan, right?"

Zhen Chen was taken aback for a moment, and the relaxed expression on his face was completely absorbed.He stood up straight, jaw clenched.

He instantly understood the meaning of Song Lan's words.

Song Lan had been waiting for several days, just waiting for this moment.He also stopped his movements neatly, propped the rolling pin upright on the table, and waited for Zhen Chen's response with all his attention.

Zhen Chen originally wanted to mention it vaguely, but seeing Song Lan's cunning but serious eyes, he gave up his original battle plan.

Although he has never been in a relationship or chased anyone, his subconscious mind tells him that the most dangerous moment may become the key to success.

He turned off the faucet in an orderly manner, poured out a little of the full basin, and placed it firmly on the kitchen counter.Putting his hands on his sides, he returned a sincere look to Song Lan.

"Yes, I said so."

He admitted it very bluntly, his tone was no longer as relaxed as before, and it was a bit low-key.Tapping lightly with his fingers on the countertop, he looked calm and strong as if he was sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Song Lan raised her eyebrows, feeling that she had the upper hand in this competition.He waited for Zhen Chen to continue to explain, and he could logically expose the fake identity of the rich girl.

It's just that he has clearly been picked out of his mind, why doesn't this person feel a little guilty...

Song Lan stroked the rolling pin with her fingers, feeling that she had to say something.He opened his mouth to speak, but before he could say a word, Zhen Chen moved.

Zhen Chen came from another time, his steps were very steady.He stood in front of Song Lan, and his expression changed from the apprehension and flattery he showed when he picked up the luggage, not the joy when he put his hands together.

Under the bright light, the man lowered his head, his eyebrows cast a shadow.

Song Lan felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere, she didn't step back, but moved her body.

Pang Pang was obsessed with the heating pad on the second floor, the back kitchen was very quiet, seeing Zhen Chen approaching, Song Lan silently leaned back.

"Yes, that's what I said." Zhen Chen repeated what he had just said, word by word with emphasis and clarity.

The sound rang in the ears, shaking people itchy.Song Lan raised one hand to stop it, and the other hand held the rolling pin tightly.

Taking advantage of her height, Zhen Chen easily grabbed Song Lan's outstretched elbow.He pulled the person into his arms, leaning towards Song Lan with his face tilted as if to go down.

Just when the distance between the two was less than a palm width, Zhen Chen felt a pain in his chest.He looked down in a close posture, and immediately smiled.

A sturdy rolling pin was pressed against his chest, and the biscuit crumbs fell all over him.Xiao Xiang's white and well-proportioned hand held the rolling pin for a long time, preventing him from getting any closer.

Song Lan made a back move, and started to push the person out with a rolling pin.

It's all like this, and Zhen Chen doesn't insist anymore.He stepped back and raised his hands to signal that he would not move forward.

Song Lan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, before he was completely out of the danger zone, he felt a chill in his mouth.

The imminent approach caused Song Lan to back away abruptly.He barely stood still, and saw Zhen Chen stepping back with a triumphant smile on his face.

Song Lan reached out to touch his mouth and touched a little powder.He stared at the white powder in Zhen Chen's hand, and at the flour bowl on the countertop at the other end of the back kitchen, he couldn't help but stare at him with an unclear expression.

Zhen Chen didn't pat off the biscuit crumbs in front of him, he just walked back, no longer looked at Song Lan, just lowered his head and concentrated on doing things.

Song Lan walked back to her original position without saying a word, and tightened her hand holding the rolling pin.He wiped his mouth again vigorously, to make sure that all the flour that Zhen Chen got up was removed, and then clicked his tongue silently.

In this confrontation, he originally had a good chance of winning, but he didn't expect that Zhen Chen would make a move.Not to mention the loss of momentum, it was a disadvantage.

Smear something on his face and stick it around his mouth.

Unexpectedly, this person is really good.

Song Lan felt that he had made a wrong move. He buried his head in crushing the biscuit, as if he was venting on someone.

He knew that the moment Zhen Chen leaned over, his heart seemed to be about to pop out.At that moment, he thought that Zhen Chen was going to hear his beating heart.

What a shame!

Song Lan, as the one who initiated the provocation, stopped looking in Zhen Chen's direction.On the contrary, Zhen Chen, who was seen through, didn't have any scruples, and stared at Song Lan carelessly, his eyes were eager and straightforward.

This gaze was impossible to ignore, Song Lan could only dodge it by going to the refrigerator to get butter.

He didn't even want to go back to the sink, he just wanted to leave, go to the second floor, or even go to the third floor terrace where the snow fell to calm down.He knew that the temperature in the back kitchen was controlled within a comfortable range, but he still felt that it was too hot.

Zhen Chen came back from Central Star, thinking of various ways to attack Song Lan along the way.He also didn't expect Song Lan to be so courageous, to pick things up like this.

If you don't do two things, the opportunity will be handed to you, and if you don't take it well, it will be too shameful.

Zhen Chen has long been accustomed to taking advantage of the victory and chasing after the market negotiation, going against the trend and overtaking.Unexpectedly, Song Lan would be "forced" to admit it, and she simply faced it calmly and fought for the right to pursue it.

Unexpectedly, the result would be like this...

Zhen Chen saw Song Lan hiding in the refrigerated area for "refuge", and laughed softly.

The back kitchen only has such a large space, no matter how far Song Lan walks, he can still hear the sound of the counter.With the sensory bonus of the body, Zhen Chen's voice became clearer.

Song Lan wrinkled her face together and gritted her teeth, ten thousand times she didn't want to go back.He felt his face was burning hot, and his ears were red. He reached out and touched his neck, but it didn't get any better.

It won't work if this continues, Song Lan can't wait to transform back into her real body on the spot, and scare Zhen Chen into a good meal.But in the end, reason stopped him.

He took a deep breath, put the big basin in his hand, turned his back and walked towards the back kitchen door.

Zhen Chen was afraid that someone would run away, so he caught up with him in a few steps, raised his hand past Song Lan, pushed the door shut, squeezed Song Lan with his body, and forced him into a corner.

"Hello!" Song Lan was short of breath.

He couldn't push Zhen Chen, so he could only be squeezed into a corner, with his back against the wall, unable to retreat.

Zhen Chen supported Song Lan's body with both hands, forming an embracing posture, lowering his head, "Lan Lan, that's right, I'm calling you Lan Lan."

He deliberately said the word "Lan Lan" a thousand times, so he saw the person in his arms panicking as he wished.

"Oh, I'll just ask." Song Lan's tone was a little fluttering.

"Are you only asking this?" Zhen Chen moved closer, "I really only want to ask this question?"

He was not in a hurry, and generously waited for Song Lan to ask what he most wanted to answer.

Song Lan swallowed uncontrollably, guessing what Zhen Chen wanted him to ask again.His lips were tightly closed and he would not speak again.

"Aren't you going to ask?" Zhen Chen said tirelessly, narrowing his eyes slightly, "Actually, I didn't plan to mention it so early. But you have already asked, then..."