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.
A few guys from my team were so angry their eyes turned red. Welsey pushed the blocking villagers aside. “Do you even have a conscience! When Lora was working herself to exhaustion and ended up in the hospital on IV drips for you, where were you?”
Yes, I was naturally allergic to mangoes. But my fans only recognize me as this livestreamer. Every time I tasted mangoes during a livestream, my body broke out in dense red rashes.
I could only wait until the livestream ended and rush to the hospital for IV drips overnight. Every time, I was so exhausted that I fell asleep right in the hospital chair.
And now… they actually wanted me to pay for tasting mangoes.
Looking at all the angry faces in front of me, my heart completely sank. I barely even had the strength for a bitter smile.
Another guy from my team started shoving with the villagers. “How ungrateful! Do you know how many people begged Lora to help sell their goods? If Lora hadn’t acted out of loyalty and helped you sell for free, your mangoes would have rotted in the fields long ago!”
Seeing things about to get out of control, I raised my voice, “Everyone stop!”
Immediately, everyone went quiet.
I picked up my phone and scanned the payment QR code. “Money’s transferred—2,000 dollars.”
I showed the payment success screen to the village chief. “Now can we go? Pack up, let’s head back.”
Yovie bit her lip, almost crying, “Lora… this money shouldn’t be given…”
I shook my head and walked out of the warehouse first.
Behind me, I could hear villagers whispering and some were proudly counting the money that had arrived. Some even clapped excitedly in celebration.