Harvest of Betrayal

Summary

For the sake of my hometown's development, I brought my media team back to the countryside to help the farmers.

After a year of hard work, Greenridge Village became a model example for the whole state.

At the year-end dividend distribution, the village chief announced with fanfare:

"This year's dividend is $15,000 per person!"

"But, Caleb, you only get $1.50."

I was confused, thinking it was a joke.

The village chief's son, Mason, pulled out a crumpled dollar bill and two quarters, throwing them in my face.

"You just moved your lips and filmed some videos. That's all you're worth."