Movie Emperor Transmigrated into a Grand Hotel [Interstellar]

The restaurant that Zhen Chen chose was the floating restaurant that he used to "induce" Song Lan to give up the property rights of the house on Heping Avenue.

The rest of the restaurant is set up below, and the fully transparent one-way floor-to-ceiling windows on the top floor can satisfy people's viewing from all angles.

The central star is in special weather, and after the evening red clouds pass, it is surrounded by bright purple clouds of smoke.The night view of the core business district is bright, but at this moment, it seems to be very hazy behind a layer of mist.

Pang Pang was entrusted to the staff to take care of him. Song Lan followed Zhen Chen up, and was immediately distracted by the beautiful scenery.When I came back to my senses, I noticed that the huge restaurant was empty, and even the seats had been removed.

He cast a questioning look like the people around him, "Here?"

Zhen Chen nodded, "The top floor has always only entertained one table of guests. During holidays or celebrations, the ancillary floors downstairs will also be closed, so the total number of guests received throughout the year should not exceed [-] orders."

Song Lan lowered his head and looked down, and saw the reflective ground material that looked like the small roof of Snow Town, "Wow, it looks good. Is it reflective or transparent?"

Like glazed glass and like a mirror, it reflects the starlight on the zenith and the surrounding clouds, making it look extraordinarily dreamy.

"Reflective and transparent are both available. You can choose between the two modes. I set the reflective mode by default, do you need me to adjust it?" Zhen Chen couldn't help thinking of when he and Song Lan were in Snow Town, when they were sitting in the ski lift with their feet in the air. He coughed dryly. One sound, pretending that you don't care about this.

How could Song Lan forget what Zhen Chen wanted.He obviously also thought of that episode, and looked at the well-dressed man beside him meaningfully and mockingly, and the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, "No, that's fine."

Zhen Chen nodded quickly, took Song Lan's hand and walked towards the middle of the restaurant.

"Can you feel it moving?" Zhen Chen introduced carefully, "After the entire restaurant is lifted into the air, it will wait for a while before returning to the ground. No one will disturb you during this period."

Song Lan glanced at the dinner plate on the table that was covered with a heat-insulating transparent compartment, and said, "...This, is this the restaurant you wanted to change to me in the first place?"

Zhen Chen didn't expect him to bring this up, so he nodded unexpectedly, "Well, I thought at the time that you would agree to anything."

After all, the valuation of this suspended restaurant was a thousand times the property valuation of No. 23 Heping Avenue at that time.

"Now I'm a little excited." Song Lan wanted to tell Zhen Chen her identity a long time ago, so she seized the opportunity.

"Ah?" There is no robot service in the restaurant, Zhen Chen manually opened the insulation cover, but didn't react for a while, and stared blankly at the opposite side.

Excited?Could it be that they want to sell the house on Heping Avenue?But now that the restaurant has started, Song Lan has never expressed his intention of quitting, so why is he suddenly changing hands at this moment...

"Do you still want to change houses with me?" Song Lan is not a girl, and she doesn't need Zhen Chen to pull a stool for him.He patted Zhen Chen on the back, signaling for him to sit down.

"What, is there something wrong with the store?" Zhen Chen frowned, wondering.

He didn't think so, he just won the grand prize not long ago and joined the local association.With her career on the right track, why did Song Lan think about not opening a shop anymore...

When Song Lan saw Zhen Chen's expression, he knew that he wanted to go wrong.He smiled and shook his head, "If so, I want to give you the property rights of Heping Avenue, do you still want it?"

Zhen Chen hesitated for a while, but didn't agree directly. He served Song Lan with dishes, and saw Song Lan picked up the chopsticks, but he didn't act in a hurry.

"If it doesn't affect your opening of the store and changing the property rights, I will be the first candidate." Zhen Chen chose a conservative statement, but he was still uneasy about Song Lan's sudden mention of this topic.

In fact, when he was with Song Lan, he never thought about taking back the property rights of that house.

One is that the house is indeed well protected and he doesn't need to worry too much.Secondly, the empty house was reopened, and there was nothing strange about it.The memories of childhood may just be hallucinations when panicked.

Thinking about it this way, Zhen Chen also relieved himself.

Song Lan took a sip of water, thinking about how she was going to speak to Zhen Chen.

When he joined the Catering Association, the seniors mentioned it to him.If you want to apply for a more professional assessment qualification in the future, the lobby alone will not be able to meet customer needs and assessment grades at all.

But the planning of the second floor is all residential-style rooms. To change it into a place for external business, the amount of engineering is definitely not something that a few robots can do.

What's more, the small garden behind the house is also unused, and it may have to break ground if it is to be used.

Coincidentally, there was news that the owner next door wanted to sell the property rights and transfer the store from the old town to the new commercial street. Song Lan understood what he was thinking and wanted to make a good plan.

It's just that when I opened the shop, I promised Zhen Chen that I would inform you in advance of any changes in the house...

Song Lan straightened out her thoughts, and slowly expressed her thoughts to the other party.

Zhen Chen nodded knowingly, expecting such a stage, he also understood.Not only agreed, but also wanted Xingchen's professional team to help Song Lan expand his territory.

"That's not what I want to talk about. I came to Central Star this time to confess something to you." Song Lan thanked Zhen Chen for his kindness, and reached out to touch Zhen Chen's hand on the table to comfort her .

Zhen Chen relaxed his body, looking at his lover with warmth in his eyes.But when Song Lan said the word "confession", he immediately sat up straight.

He didn't dare to speak rashly, for fear that Song Lan would say something terrible.Although he knew that his lover had good temperament, the CEO who was going to propose tonight still held his breath.

"I once thought about waiting until you and I were at Star A021, but last time it was really too late, so I came here first this time. It happened to be expanded, so I just talked about it." Song Lan's tone was rare, a little slow, It was the first time he introduced his own body to the outside world, and before he could say anything, he felt a little uncomfortable.

It's like introducing yourself as an alien to your fellow earthlings, it's weird everywhere.

"Hmm." Guessing that the next topic had nothing to do with feelings, Zhen Chen calmed down again and let go of his hands that were together.

"Of course, if I confess, I have to change your confession." Song Lan has been observing Zhen Chen's expression. He has long wanted to reveal Zhen Chen's identity as a trumpet, but he has never found a good opportunity.At this time, I have to go all out, and I am not going to let Zhen Chen continue to draw a lot of money.

The president of Xingchen Group, who had just relaxed for two seconds, suddenly became serious again.

"Lanlan, trust me. I'm on the Central Star side. I'm very self-sufficient. Apart from working overtime at the company, I'll go home and work overtime. When I go to meetings and banquets, I must keep a distance from other people..." Zhen Chen thought With the next marriage proposal process in mind, she just wanted to do her best to make Song Lan feel at ease.

God knows that since he has a partner, he has been thinking about how to solve the problem of long-distance relationship every day.I can't see people, and I usually chat with voice and video, but at other times, I can only use work to divert my attention.

"It's not this." Song Lan was almost distracted by Zhen Chen, and he looked at the other side helplessly, "You have something to confess, I know. I'll ask you later, just answer it."

The desktop has a constant temperature system to keep the temperature of the dishes.The two ate very slowly, rather than eating, it was better to talk while eating.

"I have concealed something from you, and it is a matter of identity." Song Lan picked up a piece of pan-fried shrimp, put it in a bowl and put it in his mouth, "I am not human."

Zhen Chen vaguely felt that something serious was about to come, and just about to let go of the juice glass in his hand, when he heard this, he choked up suddenly, coughing so hard that his waist was bent.

"Cough! Cough cough... what? Not human?" Zhen Chen was so surprised that he lost his expression.All kinds of supernatural and strange novels flashed through his mind, and when he looked at Song Lan's exquisite and handsome face, he almost

"It's not a human being. To be precise, it's No. 23 Heping Avenue itself." Song Lan carefully explained, "That's my real body."

Zhen Chen digested this short ten-character sentence for 5 minutes.He blinked, shaking his head in disbelief.

"Really, if we were in the house, I could show it to you. But if we're not here now, there's nothing we can do." Song Lan recalled what details he wanted to use to convince Zhen Chen, "Oh yes, last time you came I paint walls and it tickles me."

"..." Zhen Chen didn't say a word, he just reached out and grabbed Song Lan's hand on the table, repeatedly confirming that the temperature in his hand was real.

"Also, many years ago, you ran into the house one night. In the innermost room on the second floor, many people arrested you..." Song Lan recalled, "At that time, I used a trick to prevent Those people caught you. But you fainted from fright, and I guarded you until morning. After you left, I fell into sleep."

Zhen Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and he had never mentioned this to anyone.Even the group of people chasing him didn't end well in the end.

The most important thing is that with Song Lan's words, everything that was incomprehensible at the time can be explained.

Obviously all those chasing him had reached the door of the room, but they walked away cursing and chattering as if they hadn't seen him.He hadn't found the reason for many years, so he almost classified this strange situation as an accidental factor such as the sky being too dark.

"If you don't believe me, I'll go back and demonstrate it to you. Have you ever seen a house twisted? It can shake off the snow on the head. But I can't do anything about the vines on the wall. It's inconvenient without hands." No one else was watching, Song Lan intentionally teased Zhen Chen, and sat on the chair and swayed slightly.

Zhen Chen narrowed his eyes, stood up abruptly, stepped forward to help Song Lan, and pulled him to his eyes for a closer look.

"I can prove it to you now. I can regain my consciousness. I can do whatever you want me to do." Song Lan waited until he had to show proof. After all, it's normal for Zhen Chen not to believe something strange.

He asked Zhen Chen to take out the optical brain, and after unlocking the screen, he broadcast a video call request to himself.

Song Lan's optical brain screen on the table lit up, but instead of connecting it, he leaned against Zhen Chen's arms and closed his eyes.

Zhen Chen's light brain requested to pass through the moment Song Lan closed his eyes, and the screen that opened was exactly the dark hall in the room on Heping Avenue. There were no people, but the camera was constantly moving.

The house of star A021 suddenly lit up, bright and tidy.

"What do you want to see?" An all-too-familiar gentle voice came, and Zhen Chen lowered his head to protect the person in his arms, and put his hand behind Song Lan's head, fearing that his lover would have an accident.

"Don't touch my head, I still want to come back to eat quickly, tell me what do you want to see?" The voice in the video brought out a deep smile.

"Is the fat room okay? How much is left of the can I bought for her last time?" Up to this point, Zhen Chen has already believed it for the most part.

"Okay." Song Lan responded, and directly switched the viewing angle of the screen.In the locker in Pangpang's room, more than a dozen cans flew out of the locker and floated in mid-air, "I can still eat it for a month."

"Come back soon." Zhen Chen hugged the person in one hand and the light screen in the other, and took a deep breath.

The video image was cut off, and the person who closed his eyes also woke up, and stood up straight with a smile on his face, "Do you trust me now?"

Zhen Chen nodded, did not let go of the hands around the young man's waist, and asked with concern, "Will this affect it? Will it be uncomfortable?"

Song Lan shook her head, "No, it's only uncomfortable when you paint my walls. It's very itchy, you have to be lucky that the house doesn't sneeze, otherwise you and the staff in front of the door might be blown onto the street."

Zhen Chen was taken aback, then smiled, "Really? I'm so sorry, I didn't think it would affect you like that."

He put himself in another place, tried to imagine the taste, and was immediately delighted.If you think about it, he has been in charge of painting the walls for many years. Hasn't Song Lan suffered for a long time?

"It's good to know, I almost couldn't hold it back at that time." Song Lan complained a little, "Not only the brush, but also spraying water will be very itchy."

"What about the expansion?" Zhen Chen frowned, very worried.He thought of the most high-end research and development line in the Design Institute of Star Group, which determined the future business blueprint and had to focus on the direction of "non-touch decoration".

"It's okay, I just woke up at that time, and I couldn't shield my senses, so I'm not afraid now." Song Lan waved his hand, put the person back in his seat, and sat down himself again, "It's you, it's your turn to confess."

Zhen Chen was still immersed in the shock of "the object is a house" for a long time, and when he recovered, he saw that Song Lan had already picked up his optical brain.

"If you take the initiative to confess, you will be treated leniently. But if you let me do it, you will resist and be strict!"