During the Summer Vacation, I Sent My Black-Hearted Roommate to Vietnam to Eat Snails.

During the summer of my sophomore year, my roommate's online boyfriend opened a media company, specializing in overseas novelty food broadcasting, and invited us to do summer part-time jobs, with travel and high salary. I felt it was not safe and I tried to persuade her for a long time. In the end, they didn't dare to go and worked part-time as a food delivery company with me. In order to take care of them, I almost took care of all the takeaways with steps and ran twelve hours a day. But after getting acquainted with the boss of the villa area, my roommate deliberately drank me too much and sent me in. I was tortured for a day and a night, and I was in pain until I died. But they took the sky-high hush money, bought a house and a car, stepped on my flesh and blood, and reached the pinnacle of life. Open your eyes and go back to the eve of summer vacation. This time, I chuckled, "Then in two months, won't I have three super internet celebrity roommates?"