Movie Emperor Transmigrated into a Grand Hotel [Interstellar]

Song Lan entered the house, a little distracted.He wanted to look back, hesitated for a while, and then buried himself in the dining room.

Song Lan entangled with Zhen Chen all the way, but the system didn't even say a word in Song Lan's mind.Seeing Song Lan alone at this time, he opened his mouth.

[All permissions of the building have been accepted, and the granting party is Xingchen Real Estate. ]

"Yes." Song Lan replied in a low voice.

[Has all property rights been handed over?So do we need to start and start preparing for the purchase of equipment? ]

"Yes." Song Lan asked and answered, speaking very little.

[Mr. Zhen is still outside the door. ]

"I know." Song Lan can link to the main body at any time, of course he knows that Zhen Chen is not gone.He frowned slightly.

He could see that Zhen Chen was sitting directly on the low steps outside the door, with his long legs bent and his head buried.Even the back, which had been stretched straight all the way, seemed a little bent now.

The frustration is palpable.

Song Lan stared fixedly at Zhen Chen's back, and only looked away after a few minutes.The system may feel that Song Lan is in a bad mood, but the intelligent system has no emotion and cannot guess what Song Lan is thinking at this time.

"System, prepare and buy some seats. Order a large refrigerator and lockers too. You also need a complete set of tableware and a clean look." Song Lan recalled in a strange way a few days ago when Zhen Chen was sitting Restaurant, sweeping the noodle bowls clean.

"Just, just Zhen Chen's style, it's about the same style..." He added.

The system was carrying out the big business of purchasing in the background, while Song Lan, who was free, sat on a stool in the restaurant in a daze.After a while, silently walked back to the gate.

He opened the door that was not closed tightly, and the tall man sitting on the steps turned his head when he heard the sound.

One looked up and the other looked down, and they stared at each other silently for a few seconds.Finally, Zhen Chen broke the silence, "Do you want to go out?"

Song Lan didn't rush to answer, she took a step forward and sat beside Zhen Chen.The low steps in front of the door were not wide enough, and there was no room left for two men sitting side by side.

Zhen Chen didn't realize that Song Lan would do the same, he politely moved to the side, trying to make room for Song Lan.

Song Lan looked ahead, and was prepared to say a lot, but in the end she expressed her thoughts directly, "I really want to work in this house and make something happen."

Zhen Chen was taken aback for a moment, and heard the seriousness in Song Lan's words.With his elbows on his thighs and his chin in his hands, he couldn't help but tilt his head to look at Song Lan.

Bright sunlight came over the eaves, casting a small shadow under the young man's eyelashes.His eyes are very bright, as if he has absorbed the heat of the sun and is full of strength.

"..." Zhen Chen pursed his lips and hummed.

"Of course, I will be reasonable. I care about what you value." Song Lan chuckled lightly.Architecture is his body, and he will cherish it even more than Zhen Chen.

Zhen Chen folded his hands together and squeezed with all his strength, and finally he was willing to step back, "Do you need help?"

"What?" Song Lan went out to enlighten Zhen Chen, and when he heard him say this, Song Lan didn't react for a while.

"Didn't you say you were going to open a shop? Except for the basic decoration, everything else is ready." Zhen Chen was very clear about the hardware and software conditions in the house. He raised his hand and pointed backwards, "You make the preparations yourself, It must take a lot of effort.”

Song Lan sensed some different meanings from Zhen Chen's words.He tilted his head and unexpectedly met Zhen Chen's smile.

"I do real estate development, decoration, and furniture. I have very good resources. Others have to wait five or six days to make an appointment now. But here, as long as you ask, I can have someone deliver it tomorrow." Zhen Chen found his home court, and his whole body regained his energy.

The president, dressed in exquisite business attire, just sat on the steps with a look of anticipation, waiting for a response from the other party.

Song Lan was so happy that he couldn't help laughing, he was almost sure that Zhen Chen was "digging a hole" for him.

At this time, if you take the initiative to be courteous, you probably have a plan behind it.

"Tell me, what's the additional condition?" Song Lan didn't take the bait easily.

Zhen Chen was not embarrassed when he saw that he was seen through.He expressed his intentions generously and frankly.

"There are no other requirements. I hope you can sign a letter of intent with me. If one day, you no longer want to hold this house, please give it to me first. It doesn't matter whether the price is high or low, and it doesn't matter how the house is depreciated."

Unable to withstand Zhen Chenru's substantively focused gaze, Song Lan looked away with a broken smile.Escaping from Zhen Chen's sight, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and his eyes flickered.

Sure enough, it is still "the heart is not dead", and even the opportunities with uncertain future are occupied now.

"I think this deal is a good deal for you. Give me a day, and the decoration supporting robot team will do it for you. I will get you the best materials, and you won't need a penny." Zhen Chen Follow the temptation, "When the time comes, you don't want this house anymore, and I won't ask you to make up the money. It's not easy to resell the old house, so I'll buy it at the current appraisal price. Just ask for a chance, priority..."

When Zhen Chen talked about this point, Song Lan could no longer find a reason to refuse.Song Lan didn't know how to feel about why this big CEO cared about his real body.

Dumbfounded, embarrassed, but also a little happy.

All right, he was forced to sleep for 20 years for saving someone, now it seems that it is worth it.

Although the saying "give it to him if you don't want it" will always feel strange if you bring yourself into it, but there is no better way to appease the president of the brown candy at the moment.After careful consideration of Zhen Chen's proposal, Song Lan felt that it was not unacceptable.

He turned his head and firmly extended his right hand towards Zhen Chen.

Zhen Chen looked down at the hand with slender knuckles in front of him, and then at Song Lan's face.He wanted to confirm the meaning of his action through the expression of the young man in front of him.

"I'll leave it to you then."

Song Lan suppressed a smile in his heart, and tried his best to keep his expression serious.But before he could control his ups and downs, he found that the president on the other side was already smiling, and he shook his hand vigorously with both hands.

"It's a deal, I can't go back on my word. I'll come to you tomorrow with black and white paper... No, sign it now! I'm justified, so sign it now!"

Song Lan stretched out his hand just thinking about it, but Zhen Chen grabbed it so hard that he couldn't pull it out.

Because she was sitting on the right side and her right hand was outstretched, Song Lan was already twisting her body.This time, Zhen Chen grabbed him firmly, unable to break free, half of his body could only lean against Zhen Chen.

The distance between the two is extremely close, shoulders touching.The heat came from Zhen Chen's body, which made Song Lan want to run away, "Hey, you..."

Zhen Chen was taken aback for a moment, and then he came back to his senses.From his perspective, the situation looks like the person in front of him is about to fall into his arms, or he is actively trying to hug someone into his arms.

He let go of his hand as if he had been burned, and reflexively went to help Song Lan.The hands have already been stretched out, and the moment before they are about to meet each other, they dare not approach again.

In the end, Zhen Chen had no choice but to surround Song Lan in a vague way, and when he sat up straight, he calmly withdrew his hands.

Song Lan was a little embarrassed, he could feel the pounding of his heartbeat, and the itching of his rapidly heating up cheeks.

The two opened the distance tacitly, and they were silent for a few seconds at the same time.

"Then I'll come to you tomorrow. I'll bring the robot team and fix it for you in one day." Zhen Chen stood up and stroked the short hair on the back of his head.

"Okay." Song Lan coughed and cleared her throat.He didn't know what to say, so he had to answer Zhen Chen's words, "What time is it? I'll wait for you."

The young man in front of him seemed to be shrouded in light red, from his cheeks to his neck, there was a layer of pink.Zhen Chen glanced over, quickly moved away, and then sneaked back to continue watching in a flash.He felt that his throat was dry and he could hardly find his own voice. "Seven or eight o'clock? Is it too early?"

"Ah? No, it's convenient, come on." For the first time, Song Lan experienced the feeling of restlessness. He wanted to end the topic, but he didn't know whether to speak or not.I was very entangled, and started to find something to say, "Everyone is awake at this point, and we will be busy doing things after breakfast... Breakfast, yes, breakfast."

He didn't care about the heat on his face, so he just raised his head and asked Zhen Chen, "Would you like to come to my place for breakfast? Seaweed and shrimp skin small wontons, shall you avoid eating green onion, shrimp and seafood?"

President Zhen is used to working overtime, let alone breakfast, even the other two meals.If there is no banquet, just deal with it casually.If there is an arrangement in the morning, there will often be no meals.When Song Lan asked him this question, he blinked unexpectedly, and responded with a smile the next second, "I'll eat it all, I'm tired."

Song Lan just sat on the steps, watched off the high-spirited president, and drove the aircraft away contentedly.

"Why did I invite him to dinner just now?" Song Lan returned rationally, began to reflect on herself, and remembered to remind the system, "System, there is no need to go shopping..."

[I know, it was canceled just now. ]

After the system finished answering, it didn't say anything more.Only Song Lan was left alone, sitting on the steps of his own body and distracted.

On the second day, Song Lan got up early.Called the system to prepare the ingredients, and wrapped the small wontons with my own hands.

The fat and lean meat is minced, mixed with scallion and ginger powder, oil, salt and sugar, and other seasoning sauces.Add water and stir until thickened.

Place the square wonton wrapper in the palm of your hand, fill it with a little filling, and grasp it with five fingers to form a shape.

Song Lan didn't have a good grasp of the strength at the beginning, but later on it became very smooth, and every small wonton had a similar shape to the lace.He calculated the food intake of Zhen Chen and himself, and made two big plates of wontons.

The freezer equipped in the house is only suitable for home use, and cannot provide catering-level supplies.Fortunately, there were only two diners in this meal, and the small freezer was filled with wontons, which was enough space.

At exactly eight o'clock, Zhen Chen arrived as scheduled with a group of half-person-high assembly robots.

Song Lan took him to install the robot and equipment, and led him to the restaurant.

Wrapping wontons takes time, after all, it is a technical job.But cooking wontons is much more convenient, fast and good.

Due to limited conditions, Song Lan couldn't cook bone soup.Sprinkle some salt into the pot, wait for the water to boil, and put the wontons in.The round wontons with flower crowns are like water, and the boiling bubbles disappear in an instant.

"Cooking wontons, dumplings, and noodles, the golden rule is... watch the water boil, and add water two or three times depending on the situation." Song Lan glanced at Zhen Chen watching from the sidelines, and explained to him in a good mood.

The big president folded his arms, unable to suppress the smile in his eyes.

Beside the pot, two open bowls are placed side by side.They are filled with dark-colored shredded seaweed and light-yellow shrimp skin.In addition, there are translucent sesame oils and various spices.

After cooking in the pot, scoop up the water in the pot, make noodle soup directly, and pour it into an open bowl.The hot soup is mixed with all the ingredients, and the aroma and heat are combined and steamed out.

"How many do you want? Is twenty enough? Do you want to fry another egg?" Song Lan asked the people around him casually, holding a spoon.

Zhen Chen, who had been standing behind Song Lan, thought about his face, and was ready to say enough.But he noticed that Song Lan was tilting his head, with a slight smile on his side face.

"want."