Olive then looked at the mango boxes in the warehouse and sighed. “We know you’re not short of money and you always say during your livestreams that helping farmers should follow the rules. You can’t just break the rules yourself, can you? You ate so many mangoes while livestreaming; you can’t just let that go for free.”
She gently pushed the payment QR code toward me, her voice still soft, “2,000 dollars for you might be like buying a small bag, but for the villagers, this is a year’s hard work.”
The blond kid behind Olive added, “If your fans find out you ate for free in the village, you might lose followers, right?”
“We’ve been recording everything, Lora, you decide what to do.”
A few young people immediately raised their phones and started filming me, shouting, “If we don’t get this money today, we’ll post the videos online!”
Uncle Jackson shoved Yovie aside and yelled angrily, “If you don’t pay today, don’t think you can leave Leverant Village!”
The warehouse was noisy. Villagers surrounded me, each holding out their hands for money.