The poor man and his rich man

Luobo Lake used to be regarded as a nobleman born with a golden spoon in his mouth.

Before his family went bankrupt, he had almost seen the splendor and wealth of the world.

He received an elite education since he was a child, and foreign teachers were nothing more than ordinary things. Even his own fathers were all high-level intellectuals trained by branches of wealthy families.

Before high school, he had never had the opportunity to peek into the world of ordinary people.

It wasn't until the high-rise building collapsed and Luobo Lake became a down and out from the little Mr. Luo that he was thrown into the mortal world.

But the best thing is that, no matter rich or poor, the three of them have never been separated from the beginning to the end.

"What are you thinking, kid?"

"Ah..." Luo Pohu came back to reality from his short memories. He hadn't thought of his past for a long time, and he smiled at Mi Hao, "I didn't think about anything, but it was too much brain work to be a temporary interpreter before. , now let go and relax."

"This time you are the hero, you have the final say." Mi Hao was in a good mood, and when he said he was happy, he kept touching the radish sprouts, "Brother will wrap you a big red envelope."

"I was also on the top temporarily. I don't know where Mr. Zhu and Mr. Xiao went... Ah!"

Luo Pohu was thrown into Mi Hao's arms by a sudden brake, which made him tremble with fright.

"what happened?"

As soon as Mr. Mi opened his mouth, he heard the driver answer him.

"Mr. Mi, someone stopped the car!"

It's still a ghost probe, which scares people to death.