When There Is Nothing Left But Love

How did she do it? I was curious.

And eventually, when we were leaving the mall, I got my answer.

At the entrance, there was a setup that was not there when we first arrived that read Charity Points. Beside it was a shiny signboard with simple details on it.

Fresh flower for ten bucks. Eighty percent of the proceeds will go to people in need. Leave a scent.

This was a high-class mall, so people that visited the place would not mind the mere ten bucks. Moreover, a self-service QR code scan was utilized for making payment, so it was less of a hassle. Women usually picked one up as they walked by. Some even made the payment but left the flower there.

While we stood there and watched, Summer gave us an explanation.

do charity, but it also becomes an extra source of income. The little girl won’t have to make her pitch one at a time anymore because we’ve already made a preliminary agreement with the mall. This will be the girl’s kiosk from now on, so she should see

I’m quite curious about how you convinced the manager

knowing that an agreement would only get accepted if the terms were mutually beneficial to both parties. To malls like this, profit from these acts of charity was just spare change. On top of that, their partner was a little girl. With so many variables to consider, it

Summer calmly put up the side-eye and showed us her phone that she took out of nowhere. “This is my Facebook account. I promised the mall that I would write an article promoting their

eyes to take

One million

Facebook accounts of that caliber usually cost around fifty thousand per post. That meant that the mall saved three hundred thousand in terms of advertisement expenditure by just utilizing a small section of the wide-open space

age would be considered a momentous feat if it was anyone else. But, not Summer. She was a

surprised. “Did you