Chapter 7 — Messages From the Extra Bedroom

I held the microphone and walked up to her. "Truong Thien, don't you want to rent my house?" I looked straight into her eyes, each word clear and cold: "I tell you now - not only this apartment, but also the building you are trying to climb, and the management company under your feet, are all my property." "Your landlord is me, your boss is me, including the 'Star Resident' award you're so excited about." crazy — also created by me.” “I let you choose, just say whatever room you want.” “The rent is still nine yuan.” “Do you — dare to stay?” 9 The last line of defense in Truong Thien's psychology completely collapsed. She collapsed to the ground, letting out a pitiful scream. In that cry there was both unwillingness and regret, but most of all - utter despair. Her parents couldn't sit still anymore and rushed to the stage to help their daughter up. Her mother pointed her finger at me, shouted with all her strength: "You are a cruel woman! Why do you have to do that to my daughter? You ruined her!" I looked at her coldly. "You misunderstood. I didn't destroy her - I just taught her a lesson. What she has to suffer today is the price that you have personally paid for your greed. Now please guide your 'victim'. Get out of here, don't dirty this place anymore." Truong Thien's father said nothing, just bent down to pull his daughter up. But Truong Thien didn't seem to see them at all, just raised her head, her empty eyes fixed on me, her mouth repeating the same sentence: "It's impossible... it's impossible..." Ky Hoai stepped onto the stage, holding the microphone, his voice resounding: "Employee Truong Thien, during the probationary period, seriously violated company regulations, harassed and defamed residents. The company decided to fire immediately, and at the same time reserve the right to sue legally. law.”“At the same time, because her behavior seriously violates resident regulations, we will immediately revoke the right to rent a house in this area.”Dismissed. Expulsion. Everything she had been racking her brain to plan, in the blink of an eye, went up in smoke. The company director's face was ashen, not daring to look at me, so he quickly pulled his colleagues away, almost running out of the hall. I know, Truong Thien's career also ends here. The residents looked at the chaotic scene before their eyes and turned to me with eyes that were both guilty and respectful. The person who cursed me the most fiercely in the group stepped up and bowed deeply: "Miss Lam, I'm sorry. We have eyes but don't know you, so we misunderstood you." I shook my head slightly. "If you don't know, it's not a crime." I held the microphone and said the last sentence of the meeting: "The 'Star Resident of the Year' vote - canceled." "The two hundred thousand prize will be transferred to the community public benefit fund, used to improve the greenery and facilities of the area. Everyone has the right to supervise. close.” Thunderous applause rang out from under the stage. The ridiculous play has finally come to an end. Truong Thien's family was "invited" out of the area by security guards. I stood by the ground-level window on the 32nd floor, watching them pull their suitcases and leave, their struggling appearance gradually disappearing into the night. The phone rang - it was Ky Hoai. "Miss Lam, everything has been handled. Her belongings in the company, the human resources department will pack and send them away. The apartment she rented in the area, the landlord also agreed to cancel the contract immediately." "Yes." I replied briefly. "It's just... doing that, is it worth it? It takes so much effort for someone like her." I looked out into the city, the lights of thousands of houses sparkled. I picked up the glass of red wine on the table and shook it gently. The wine stream shines a mesmerizing red color under the light. I took a sip, the taste of wine spread in my mouth, gentle but deep. "Ky Hoai, there are types of trash, there is only one way to clean it up once and for all." "Otherwise, it will continue to smell, polluting the air." I hung up.

On the resident group, the notification box "99+" for new messages flashes continuously. No more vile rumors. Instead, there were countless symbols of thanks and compliments. "Thank you, General Manager Lam, for eliminating harm to the people!" "General Lam is so brave! Thanks to you, our area is so clean!" "General Lam, my family just baked cookies, can I bring them to you?" I laughed softly and turned off the phone. Outside the window, the city's night lights glow brightly. My world — finally returned to its original peace and order. (Completely finished)