132.Arc 4:I Didn't Expect You To Be Such A President 4.1

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Luo Mio did not return to the Xinghai space this time,
and directly appeared in the new world.

Looked around the circle.

It is a small alley.

I looked down at myself,
professional attire.

With a thought, he quickly received the memory of the original owner.

Fresh graduates.

Appearing here is to apply for a job at Lou's company across the street.

'Host, host, hurry up, the heroine is online, the plot point is ahead, hurry up. '

The system's urging voice sounded in his mind.

Luo Mi was in a daze for a moment.

What a familiar experience.

But when he thought of the plot of this plane, he distorted his face again.

There is no most bloody,
only more bloody.

That's what he's going through.

Taking a deep breath,
he stepped forward resignedly.

'Come on, host, fucker, three, two, one'

'boom'

As soon as the system finished counting,

Luo Mio was rubbed by a car that came suddenly and fell to the ground.

"Ah."

He couldn't help but let out a low cry.

Looking at the luxurious black Rolls Royce in front of him with eyes full of fire,

he complained in his heart.

The hero's pretentious car in the novel, Rolls-Royce!

The door opened,
and the driver got out of the car with an ugly expression on his face.

"Mr. is now a red light.
If you want to die, don't rely on us."

Luo Mi subconsciously looked up at the traffic lights.

very good.

What a red light.

shit。

Those who were disturbed by the system didn't pay attention to this.

Fortunately, his sense of danger was there.

When the car approached,
he evaded without a trace.

Get up from the ground, apologize:

"Sorry, it's my fault, I didn't pay attention to the road conditions, here you..."

"Old Liu, hurry up, don't waste time."

The glass window of the back seat of the car was rolled down a little at some point,
and an impatient voice came.

Luo Mio followed the trend.

What a pair of sharp eagle eyes.

But why does it feel so owed?

The facts tell him that there is more owed.

Lou Mingfan completely regarded Luo Mio as those men and women who wanted to climb his bed in the past.

He casually took out a stack of red banknotes from the armrest box and threw it to the person who was looking at him.

"It's enough for you to go to the hospital for an examination, Lao Liu, let's go."

Then he rolled up the window.

It seems to feel that what is out of sight is pure.

Luo Mio, who was thrown money for the first time,
was stunned holding a stack of money.

Does he look like a touchstone?

'Host, don't tell me, it really looks like it. '

The system floated out and said with a grin.

The corner of Luo Mio's mouth twitched.

Well, he has already seen his own image in the shiny black body.

It's quite like touching porcelain.

Old Liu nodded to Luo Mio,
and walked around him to get back to the car.

'Host, host, hurry up, plot point, don't dawdle, it's not a tortoise. '

Confused, Luo Mi got up,
walked to the rear glass, and knocked on it.

Leaning on the back of the chair,
the man with a cold expression looked sideways.

A handprint with distinct bones came into his eyes.

Seeing the other party's gaze,
Luo Mi continued to knock, motioning to open the window.

Lou Alum didn't know what he was going to do,
and before he could react, he had already lowered half of the car window.

The face of the person who didn't look much just now filled his eyes.

The surprise is fleeting.

"What..."

Before he could spit out the matter,
the red paper hit him in the face.

Lou Mingfan was stunned.

He took the money that hadn't fallen from his face,
his eyes were deep.

After Luo Mio threw back the money that was thrown to him earlier,
he fumbled in her pocket again.

one hundred?

No, too many, put it back.

Fifty?

Still too much.

touch again.

ten yuan.

Well, yes.

Facing the man, he flung it on his face in a chic manner, and said arrogantly:

"Here, take it to cure the brain." 

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