C274 The Betrayal of the Black Fans

"Hello, Mr. Anderson, do you have a moment?"

The call connected swiftly. There was a clamor on Perry's end, followed by the sound of footsteps and a door slamming shut. The line soon went quiet.

"Everett here, what's going on?"

"I wanted to check in about the apricots. I promoted them during my live stream yesterday and even offered a discount card worth two to three hundred thousand