Chapter 1 — Toxic Smoke In Room 712

With a "bang" sound, Lam Hieu Hieu threw a box of plastic puzzle beads into the middle of the dormitory room. "Sisters, I just received a large order. For the next few days, don't open the ventilation door in your room, lest the wind blow my plastic beads away!" Looking at her skillfully plugging in the electric iron, the sharp smell of plastic rose in my nose again, and I instinctively tried to rush to unplug it. In my previous life, I did the same. I told her that when heated, this thing would release extremely toxic gases and formaldehyde, then forcibly confiscated her tools. As a result, she ran to the school's confession page and posted a long post, saying I was jealous because she made money and wanted to cut off her way of life. Then she was diagnosed with leukemia. The whole school criticized me, saying that it was because I had previously broken her environmentally friendly air purifier that it led to this consequence. I suffered cyber violence, had to drop out of school, and eventually suffered from depression and jumped off a building. When I opened my eyes again, I was back to the day she received the big order. Looking at her greedily inhaling the white smoke that stung her nose, I quietly withdrew my hand. "Okay, you do a little more. I hope you get rich soon." I closed the bed curtains, put on a gas mask, and conveniently went online to rent a one-bedroom, one-living room apartment in the city. This time, I want to see how long your lungs can endure. …… Stinging white smoke rose from the sole of the iron. Lam Hieu Hieu pressed the iron on a plastic mosaic, making a sizzling sound. On the table were three half-meter high cardboard boxes, filled with round plastic beads inside. The outside packaging didn't even have the manufacturer's name, just a bold text: Handmade plastic beads, heated to fix the shape. "I received an order of two thousand yuan, the seller needs it urgently." She didn't raise her head, she used her wrist to press down forcefully. "The dormitory will not be ventilated for the next few days. If the wind blows away the picture I put up all night, will you compensate?" "Everyone, please bear with me. When I'm done, I'll offer you milk tea." The smell of molten plastic quickly filled the whole place. room. The test report from my previous life told me that there were formaldehyde and benzene compounds inside. Just heated at high temperature, they will spread throughout the air. Trieu Tinh sat on the bed opposite Lam Hieu Hieu, covered her nose, sneezed several times, her eyes were red. "Hieu Hieu, this smell of yours is too strong. I have a headache." Trieu Tinh put down the book in his hand. "My throat is still dry, even swallowing saliva is painful." Ly Van also pulled the chair back half a meter, fanning his nose with his hand. "That's right, it's too stinging in my eyes. Can you take it to the balcony? White smoke This looks very scary." Lam Hieu Hieu stopped her movements and rolled her eyes. "The balcony is so windy, if it blows away the painting I put up all night, will you pay for it?" She pulled out a plastic bag from under the table, took out two cups of milk tea and two small plastic clips. "For you." She threw the milk tea and clips on Trieu Tinh and Ly Van's table one after another. "Starting a business is not easy, ladies, please sympathize with me a little. Wait until I earn some money, I will invite everyone big meal.” Trieu Tinh looked at the cup of milk tea on the table and put his hand down. Ly Van picked up the plastic clip and tried it on his hair without saying anything. "Okay, then do it quickly." Trieu Tinh plugged in the straw and took a sip. "But where did you buy this plastic bead? Why is the smell stronger than last time?" "Bought on the e-commerce platform, nine yuan and free shipping. It's cheap." Lam Hieu Hieu didn't care. "Doing handmade things, there's no way you can't suffer." I looked at this scene, not saying a word. Yes, just tighten the gas mask strap. In my previous life, I snatched her iron, saying that this thing would release when heated

formaldehyde is extremely toxic. In return, she got a long article, cyber violence from the whole school, and Trieu Tinh and Ly Van stood up as false witnesses for some small gain. They said that normally I was jealous of Lam Hieu Hieu and deliberately broke her things. In this life, I don't want to say another unnecessary sentence. I pulled the suitcase out from under the bed, stuffed the main documents of Politics and the English test used to study for the graduate exam on the table inside. Then a few changes of clothes, toiletries and laptop. Lam Hieu Hieu looked at my movements and snorted contemptuously. "Oh my, the gas mask is also on. What a noble lady." She deliberately turned the iron's temperature knob to the highest level. The red indicator light lights up. The denser white smoke rose out, the sour chemical smell stabbed straight into the throat, spreading to the ceiling. "Some people really can't stand seeing others living well." Lam Hieu Hieu prolonged his voice, hinting. "I myself have no hope of taking the graduate school exam, so I don't want others to make money." "What's wrong with the smell of plastic? I've smelled it since childhood, and I haven't seen any meat missing." "I see some people are just pretending to be noble, they really look poor." "I didn't pay attention to her. After unzipping the suitcase, I opened the bed curtain, took out my phone, and turned on the video recording function. The lens panned from the ceiling to the bed, continued to pan across the table, and finally stopped at the empty space below my bed. I even pulled out the desk drawer, proving there was nothing inside. After filming, save. I pushed the suitcase out. When passing by Lam Hieu Hieu's table, she was greedily inhaling the white smoke that stung her nose, her face full of excitement because she was about to get rich. "I hope you get rich soon." I looked at her, left that sentence behind, and without turning around, walked out of the dormitory, closing the door. The air in the hallway is much fresher. I took off my gas mask, took a breath and quickly walked towards the stairs. Two hours later, I stood in a one-bedroom, one-living room apartment off campus. The homeowner put the key on the tea table and pointed to the contract on the table. "One month deposit, three months advance, total four thousand eight. After signing the contract, this house will be yours to use." "Electricity and water are self-paid, network is already installed." I took a pen and signed, confirming the transfer. Four thousand eight hundred yuan is my half-year living expenses. Initially, I intended to use this money to register for an intensive graduate exam preparation class, now it's all going into rent. But I know very well, this money is used to buy my life. I had just pushed my suitcase to the corner when my phone vibrated. In the chat group, Lam Hieu Hieu sent a red envelope. On the cover of the envelope are four words: Reserved lucky money. Below is a message mentioning my name. "There are people who don't have the destiny to get rich, so they can only go out and breathe the Northwest breeze. This envelope can be considered as money to send you off." "Don't let it be when you don't pass the graduate school exam, you won't even have a place to live." I looked at the text on the screen, my thumb stopped above the phone. The number 0.1 yuan appeared on the screen. Without expression, I took a screenshot, saving both the envelope receipt history and her last sentence to my photo library. Then, I replied in the four-word group: “Thank you, boss.” The group was silent for more than ten seconds. Perhaps Lam Hieu Hieu felt that his punch landed on cotton and couldn't anger me, so he turned to post a screenshot in the group. That's a photo of the e-wallet transaction history, two thousand yuan in the account. "See? This is just a deposit." Lam Hieu Hieu sent a voice message, in the background there was the sizzling sound of an electric iron. "Wait for the two thousand to be finished."

For this product, the remaining payment is still several thousand. College girls make money with their own hands, there's nothing to be ashamed of." Trieu Tinh and Ly Van immediately followed suit. "Oh my god, Hieu Hieu is so good. If I earn two thousand a day, I'll die of jealousy." "Still the powerful Hieu Hieu. Soon become a rich woman and take care of us." Lam Hieu Hieu replied with a satisfied symbol. I took a photo of every page of the chat history and saved it in a folder called "Evidence". Putting down the phone, I opened the master's exam review documents and started memorizing the essay questions for Politics. For the next two days, I did not return to the dormitory. But the chat group of the entire floor was in chaos. To keep up with the schedule, Lam Hieu Hieu not only worked day and night by herself, but also posted a notice to recruit people in the group. "Handmade plastic resin processing, 20 yuan per hour, limited quantity, on-site instructions, payment on the day." As soon as the notice was posted, several female students who were short of money immediately signed up. Lam Hieu Hieu directly distributed the materials to the next dormitory rooms. By the evening of the next day, the entire hallway was filled with the pungent smell of plastic in the next room floor. “What is room 712 doing? The whole hallway smells like plastic, it stings my eyes and makes me want to die." "Just now I went to the water room to get water, I almost vomited." The female student in room 710 also followed suit. "That's right, the smell still penetrated through the crack in the door into my room. What exactly is this?" Lam Hieu Hieu immediately objected in the group. "What about a girl doing some crafts? The smell will go away, do you need to be so weak?” “Is this a normal smell? It's getting to the point where people have headaches, can you guys stop?” “This is my legitimate part-time job, why should I stop? Everyone is classmates, can't we have a little sympathy for each other?" "Besides, I don't work in your room." There were dozens of messages in the group. Ten minutes later, Lam Hieu Hieu posted a few photos. They were a few keychains made of plastic beads. "The sisters just spoke up, I gave each of them a keychain made by me." "Everyone lives on the same floor, we see each other every day. Consider supporting university students to start a business." Vuong Duyet did not accept that kindness. "Who wants your tattered keychain? Stop quickly!" Seeing that the group was about to quarrel again, Ms. Tran, the academic advisor, suddenly appeared. "That's enough, everyone should say a few less words, sympathize with each other a little." "Lin Hieu Hieu, when doing crafts, pay attention to ventilation, don't affect the rest of the other students." "Miss, this smell really seems like it's poisonous, ventilation has no effect at all!" "Vuong Duyet, classmates must be tolerant of each other. It's not easy for Lam Hieu Hieu to study and work at the same time, just keep it like that, rest early." Ms. Tran came to a conclusion, the group was completely silent. I sat in the rented apartment, looked at this conversation and curled my lips. The fact that students start a business with crafts can help Ms. Tran increase her chances of being promoted, of course she will not stop her. Furthermore, she is always afraid of trouble. As long as no one has died, her attitude will always be peaceful. At the words of the academic advisor, Lam Hieu Hieu not only did not shrink back, but also received an additional order of two thousand products. The electric iron in room 712 worked twenty-four hours non-stop for tens of thousands of yuan of processing money every day.