My roommate‘s brother is recruiting for a factory. ＂You can earn 10,000 in a month doing part-time work.＂ I think it’s a scam. At the same time, my family’s small factory is recruiting part-time worker,and I took them to my family. In order to take care of my classmates, my mother gave us four thousand a month, provide food and housing But my roommate heard that the long-term worker can get seven thousand per month, they said that my family are devil. Not only did they report my parents to the to the Labour Bureau, but also went on a live broadcast saying that our products were defective. My family went bankrupt. My parents committed suicide. I was so traumatized that I fell overboard. When I woke up, I was back at the day they discussed going to work part-time. …… ＂My brother said the work is easy and pays well.＂ The fan was whirring in the cramped dormitory. Abby said these words to us from her bed. The other two said, “Wow.” Connie asked, ＂Can we have such good conditions?＂ ＂Sure.＂ Abby patted his chest and said, ＂My brother is the HR in the factory. He told me that as long as you go you can get your salary. The factory is also near the sea, we can also go to the beach on days off.＂ Abby described the part-time life very good, it seems they would like to take the train right now. Suddenly Abby changed the topic to me: “Barbara, do you want to go with us?” Looking at her face, I tried to control my anger. I could never have imagined that such a pure exterior hid a heart like a demon. I smiled gently at her. ＂I can’t go. I have to go back to help my mother.＂ ＂You come with us. Why stay at home when you can make $20,000 in two months over the summer?＂ I got up with my book. ＂Sorry, my mom said no, I have to go to the library to study now.＂ ＂You’re so grown up!＂ They laughed. I left the dorm and went to the library. The cold air made me realize what was real. I wasn’t angry at those three people. I was thankful. I was reborn. In my last life, Abby also suggested a the idea of taking a part-time job in the summer vacation. The factory was in my hometown. I knew that the average factory would only offer 8,000 for the long-term workers. It would be impossible to be so generous to the summer job. I told Abby it was a scam and to look for another job. My family was recruiting, so I told them I wanted to work at home as a summer job. My parents opened a garment factory. They needed help with simple tasks or work in the air-conditioned house. I didn’t worry about recruiting people for this position at home. My mother offers a high salary. And for my classmates, my mother takes care of them like children, so she decided to pay them a monthly salary of 4000, without mandatory workload, and also provides food and accommodation. My housemates agreed when I told them.
We got along well at the start of the first half-month. We’ve been roommates since our first year at college. Abby is the head of the dorm, beautiful and talkative. She’s also a good mediator between us. They work hard. My mother likes them and gives me money to take them to a local restaurant. Abby heard the others who works together talking about how much they were making and got really angry. She asked my mother if she was using them as cheap labour. But the truth was Abby and the other girls had one-third the workload of the others. ＂We are college students, so we cost more than hiring those rural women. You are paying for knowledge.＂Abby said. My mom was confused. She didn’t know what knowledge was needed for packing. But Abby was my classmate, so she asked, ＂How should we settle it?＂ They wanted my mother to pay them half a month’s salary so they could leave. My mom wanted to put the whole thing to rest, so she paid her with what she Abby asked for. I didn’t think this would cause a problem. When Abby left, she told the workers what she had done. How can the salary of temporary workers be better than those of old employees. So they want my mom to give them a raise. Just as the workers’ commotion subsided, Abby began to turn into a demon again. She put this on the Internet, saying that my parents was devil who forced them to work. This news spread widely online and she became very famous. People online proposed ideas, and she followed them. She called the labor department, tax bureau, and fire department every three days. My family was a small business, although it is not illegal, we still cannot tolerate people coming to inspect every day. My mother asked if she could pay her a settlement to stop it.. At this point, the discussion about this matter on the internet was no longer as hot, until she sent a text message online, asking for my mother’s forgiveness. She also revealed my home, saying that the quality of my clothes is very poor. My family was a supplier to big brands. This incident led to high liquidated damages. My parents’ hair turned white overnight. Under the pressure of public opinion and liquidated damages, they took medicine to commit suicide. I lost my family because I brought my roommates home. After my parents died, I had a mental breakdown. I lived a muddled life, unable to distinguish between dream and reality. I saw my parents on the beach and walked towards them. I fell into the sea when the sea water got into my nose. It was too late. I don’t think I learned much in the library. By the time I had thought about it, the library had started to kick people out. Back in the dorm, the girls still wanted to work part-time. I went to shower and didn’t want to be a part of this. If I didn’t care about them, they still wanted to care about me. After I showered and dried my hair, Abby came over. She said her brother needed four people and had already signed me up. She asked me to pay the sign-up fee. She had a kind face and looked like she wanted me to thank her. I looked straight at her and said, ＂Who asked you to sign me up?＂
Abby froze and frowned, ＂What’s your attitude? I’m being kind.＂ I looked at her. ＂I said I’m not going. Why are you reporting this to me?＂ Abby’s face showed panic, but she quickly calmed down. She scolded me, ＂If you’re not going, don’t slander people.＂ The argument attracted Connie and the girls. Connie was naturally on Abby’s side. She rolled her eyes at me, ＂Barbara, you’re too much. Abby said we work part-time together with you is to avoid isolating you. You just don’t know how to appreciate good people.” Zoe also backed Abby, saying, ＂That;s right. Liu Barbara, you’re so unsociable.＂ ＂Good intentions?＂ I sneered, ＂Who knows what she did with my information? Maybe she sold it to a pyramid scheme.＂ People from other dorms came to see what was going on. More and more people gathered at our door. ＂Barbara, you’ve gone too far!＂ Abby ran out after yelling. Zoe chased me out. ＂Are you satisfied?＂ I said loudly, ＂What? She leaked my information. She also did something wrong.＂ My voice echoed through the dormitory. Other students thoght I have no problems with this move. They were wondering if Abby was connected with those pyramid selling organizations. That night, Abby cried all night in the dormitory. The next day, the teacher discovered it. When the teacher brought us over, Abby thought I was outnumbered and that the teacher would say something favorable to her. She was very rude to the teacher, saying that I had wronged her. After listened to my words, the teacher asked Abby to apologize to me. “If you take someone’s ID card without their consent, then you are wrong. If Barbara is serious, you may enter the police station.” The teacher frowned at the seriousness of the matter. Abby apologized to me. I feel happy to see her looking nauseous. The teacher asked me to leave first, leaving the three of them to discuss summer job scams. After this, I have completely broken off relations with Abby and the others. In the dormitory, they isolated me and spoke ill of me loudly. I recorded their words and told the mentor. I wanted to change dormitories. But it was difficult to change dormitories at the end of the semester, but she can pay me to stay in a hotel and change dormitories next semester. I know the mentor was also well intentioned, changing dormitories at the end of the semester is not easy. I agreed. The three of them also had to review for the final exam. We didn’t speak for the last week but didn’t have any big arguments. The final exams were over. I bought a ticket to go home. When I got on the train, I realized Abby and the three of them had bought tickets on the same train. She was sitting opposite me.
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