Qiao Lainan immediately covered her nose and mouth and retreated from the garbage room. Only after retreating several meters away from the garbage room did the nauseating sensation finally subside.
She asked urgently and angrily, "Cousin, why did you bring me to a place like this? The job you have for me, it's not dealing with the trash, is it?"
Qiao Yin hadn't entered the garbage room. Seeing Qiao Lainan's face change color as she came out, she nodded in satisfaction, "You guessed right, your work starts with handling the trash."
Qiao Lainan was infuriated. She considered herself quite attractive, and at the very least, she expected Qiao Yin to have her work as a receptionist for the hospital, perhaps as a guide for patients coming in for appointments.
She never expected Qiao Yin to bring her to the disgustingly vile basement garbage room!