"Is this the hotel arranged by your crew? Such a high-end one?"

A black sedan is parked in front of a building that looks extremely luxurious and elegant.

Zhang Zifeng looked inside from the car window and turned his head to look at Wang Qing in disbelief, "Actors should not be treated like this, right? Because of your investor identity?"

Anyway, she has been filming for so long, even after she became famous, the crew has never arranged such a good place to live.

Moreover, the big names she has worked with have no chance to stay in such a hotel.

"Even if you are an investor, there is no reason to arrange such a good hotel. How much will it cost to stay this night? You will stay for so many days." Wang Qing shook his head and drove his car into the entrance of the underground garage.

"This is not the hotel arranged by our crew, I arranged it for you."

"Did you arrange it for me?" Zhang Zifeng looked at him in confusion, "We... can't stay together?"

But soon, she seemed to notice something wrong in her words and quickly added: "I mean, don't we live in a hotel?"

"Although we are in a foreign country now, the place I am now arranged by the crew after all, there are many people there, and they are all people in the circle. Your identity is quite prominent, so when you go there to open a room, you will inevitably be recognized by others."

Wang Qing didn't look at the meaning of her words and explained, "If we can hide our itinerary, just hide it. Uncle Zhang didn't let us make it public too early."

"So, you can live here first. When tomorrow, I will say goodbye to the crew during the day and leave the room. Then I will come to find you."

While saying that, he found a parking space to park.

Parked the car in a parking space near the exit, and Wang Qing got out of the car and raised her suitcase from the trunk.

He walked in front with the box, and Zhang Zifeng followed him along.

After getting on the elevator, he came to the hotel front desk. After calibrating the tenant's information, he got the room card.

Wang Qing turned his head and asked in a warm voice: "The room is 607, and the scenery is good if you live higher. By the way, are you hungry? Do you want to order something to eat?"

"No, I drank a bowl of porridge on the plane." Zhang Zifeng shook his head, "But after I'm sending me, will you go back?"

She hesitated and asked.

"Yes, to be honest, I'm quite sleepy, I have to go back and rest quickly." Wang Qing nodded, with a rare look of fatigue on his face.

In order to get into the role better when filming, he occasionally uses special skills to get into the role.

But after filming the film yesterday, he returned to the hotel. Before he could rest, he rushed to the airport to wait for Zhang Zifeng. It was almost five o'clock in the morning now. His spirit was close to the critical point. If he hadn't had enough physical strength, he might have fainted for a while.

Nodding slightly, Zhang Zifeng followed him in silence.

“607…is here.”

Soon, they arrived at room 607.

Open the door and walk in. The light inside is automatically sensed and lights up directly after they enter.

"...It looks good. The money is in place, and there is indeed a difference." Wang Qing put Zhang Zifeng's suitcase on the ground and began to patrol the room.

Look here, knock there.

Logically, there will be no strange devices in hotels of this level, but for the sake of security, he still checked it out.

The decoration of the room is no longer different from that of ordinary small villas. If it is of size, it is about 60 square meters.

Kitchen, bathroom and toilet are complete.

Because Wang Qing owns a single room, there is only one bedroom and only one bed.

There are floor-to-ceiling windows beside the bed, where you can see the outside, but you can't see the inside from the outside, and it looks like it is made of sunshade, so you can lie leisurely on the bed and watch the abortion below in the morning.

"It's almost morning. If it's too bright, pull up the curtains, take a shower and warm it up and go to bed early."

After checking the situation in the room and confirming that there was no problem, Wang Qing returned to the living room and looked at Zhang Zifeng, "If you have any questions, just call me and don't send text messages."

He reminded him again, afraid that something would happen, so she notified him by sending a text message.

Zhang Zifeng nodded obediently, but did not pack his luggage. He stood there and looked at him and asked, "Are you... leaving?"

"I really have to go back quickly. Today is very tired." Wang Qing nodded tiredly. As the energy value on the status bar dropped to the critical point, his physical strength also dropped rapidly.

"But..." Zhang Zifeng hesitated for a moment, "But you asked me to come and play, but I left me alone here. I am not familiar with the place. Don't you ask me if I can speak Mandarin?"

"You should know more or less. I've seen your previous photos. It seems that you often come here to travel?" Wang Qing looked at her in confusion.

"You...why are you still looking at my previous photos!?"

Zhang Zifeng took a step back as if scared, "Can you give me some privacy?"

The troubles of child stars may be that the ignorant black history when they were young will be recorded forever by the camera.

When she was a child, she looked a lot of ugly in front of the camera, especially now that she has grown up and watches those videos and photos again, and her sense of shame makes her wish to use all her relationships to erase these black history.

But obviously, this is impossible.

Whether it is a childish clip of singing and dancing when he was a child or a self-introduction video, it will always keep traces on the Internet.

"Don't worry, it's very cute."

Wang Qing helplessly reached out and rubbed her hair, "My Zifeng is a hundred times more cute than others when he was a child."

"Stop talking and stop talking! I don't want to listen!"

Zhang Zifeng only felt hot all over. She covered her ears and squatted down, buried her head on her knees and autistic.

"Okay."

He didn't tease her much, Wang Qing was really tired. He turned around and walked towards the door, "I'm leaving, you can take a hot shower quickly, and then take a break early."

Hearing that he was leaving, Zhang Zifeng didn't care about his shame and stood up, "That...why you'll sleep here tonight, it's so late."

Wang Qing:?

Turning around, he looked at Zhang Zifeng with confusion.

Did he hear it wrong just now? It’s not good if a man or a woman lives in the same room?

When Zhang Zifeng faced Wang Qing's eyes, he quickly blushed and explained, "What I mean is that you sleep on the sofa or on the floor. Anyway, the room is so big, you sleep on yours, I sleep on mine."

"And you look so tired, and driving with fatigue is also dangerous."

After saying that, she didn't wait for Wang Qing to reply, hurriedly opened her suitcase and found her clothes and ran into the bathroom, "I don't mind if I want to keep it for you."

Bang.

Wang Qing was stunned and looked at the bathroom door that was roughly closed.

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Chapter completed!