Another person who was also paying close attention to Jiang Feng's "Qian Zhong" account was none other than Song Yidong, who sat at the head of the conference room in the Donghai City government building.
"Director Zhou, is the 'Qian Zhong' for the 'Prophet' scheduled to be sent at 12:00?" Song Yidong asked Zhou Chaoyang below.
"Yes, Captain Song."
"Hurry up! Crack his background data for the 'Qian Zhong.' His other prophesies may have already been edited and scheduled for sending!"
After getting ready to answer Zhou Chaoyang, Song Yidong turned his gaze back to the projection in the conference room.
There, the real-time data of Jiang Feng's "Qian Zhong" was displayed on the monitor.
Although the number of views on the data had stopped exploding, it was still slowly increasing.
This made Song Yidong's eyes gleam with excitement.
"The higher the road, the steeper the climb!"
"You have finally exposed your flaws!"
...
Time flew by, and it was already 7:30 pm on the 16th, with only half an hour left until the lottery draw for Jiang Feng's "Qian Zhong."
Although traffic was restricted by relevant units, after a long period of slow growth, the dynamic views of Jiang Feng's "Qian Zhong" had still surpassed 3.5 million.
Correspondingly, the number of comments and reposts on the "Qian Zhong" dynamic had both exceeded 350,000.
And among the people reposting Jiang Feng's "Qian Zhong," there were mostly his first batch of loyal fans, including Wu Li.
At this moment, he had just finished work and was sitting at his dining table, waiting for dinner.
"Old Wu, old Wu, are you staring at your phone all the time? Also, why did you take my phone as soon as you came back?" Wu Li's wife, Hu Xiaoxia, brought his bowl over and added a bowl of hot rice before handing it to him.
Then she sat next to Wu Li and was about to reply to her husband when their daughter, Wu Meixian, who was sitting opposite, answered first.
"Dad, I remember, I remember."
"He is our family's lifesaver."
Wu Meixian's eyes were crescent-shaped, smiling.
After hearing his daughter's response, Hu Xiaoxia nodded in agreement.
"Remembering is good. I'm looking at the 'Prophet's' 'Qian Zhong' now."
"He has released a new prophecy on 'Qian Zhong,' but I think he doesn't want to affect the normal operation of the market, so he used a special way to release this prophecy..."
Wu Li explained to his wife and daughter in detail about the new prophecy released by Jiang Feng.
"The 'Prophet' is indeed a wise person!" Hu Xiaoxia exclaimed.
"I think there may be many people cursing him online, but even though he knows that, he still did it. He's truly a person who understands what's right and wrong." Wu Meixian sighed.
"So, for this person who is wise, knows what's right and wrong, and is also our family's lifesaver..."
"Should we support and repost the 'Qian Zhong' lottery dynamic that he posted on 'Qian Zhong'?"
Hu Xiaoxia and Wu Meixian nodded in agreement.
"So I took your phone and reposted the 'Qian Zhong,' and then reposted the 'Prophet's' 'Qian Zhong' dynamic."
Wu Li explained to his wife about her initial question, then turned to Wu Meixian.
"Little Meixian, you also repost it. We don't expect to win, but we want to show our support."
"Okay, Dad, I will repost it and ask my classmates to repost it too." Wu Meixian quickly took out her phone and replied.
"Okay, okay, let's eat." After seeing his daughter repost the message, Wu Li put his phone aside and said.
"...
Time quietly passed by the laughter and conversation at Wu Li's family dinner table.
None of them had noticed that the time was already 19:59:00, which was one minute before the first lucky fan draw of Jiang Feng's "Qian Zhong" dynamic.
"Dad, I haven't asked yet, is the "Prophet" "Qian Zhong" dynamic lucky fan prize of the football match result full prophecy package valuable? I see that there are already 350,000 reposts, do all 350,000 people want it?"
"It has no specific value," Wu Li replied vaguely, then paused and added, "Let me put it this way, this full prophecy package can increase your own value by at least 21 times!"
"So, its value varies from person to person!"
Wu Mei directly covered her face and exclaimed, "Dad, if we win, won't our family be rich?"
Hu Xiaoxia gently tapped her daughter's head with chopsticks and said, "Don't think about things that don't exist, eat quickly."
After Hu Xiaoxia finished speaking, Wu Li continued, "Silly daughter, our family has already won a few days ago, haha."
"Dad said that I didn't repost it just to win, but to support him," Wu Li said, pointing to the screen of his mobile phone after finishing speaking, seeing that the time displayed on it was already 21:00.
"You see, the time has passed. This kind of lottery should be quick. If there is no message coming now, it means there is no chance, haha."
While Wu Li was speaking, he picked up his mobile phone from the dining table and handed the screen to Wu Mei.
"Ding Dong!"
Wu Li's mobile phone message notification sound rang.
Wu Mei happened to be looking at her father's mobile phone screen when she saw only a "Qian Zhong" icon before the phone was taken back by Wu Li.
"Ding Dong!"
Just as Wu Li was taking the phone back, the message notification sound rang for the second time.
"Old Wu, are you so busy with work now?"
"It's so late. Who would still send you messages?" Hu Xiaoxia was somewhat surprised. In the past, if it was after work, Old Wu's phone had never rung.
"Ding Dong!" The message notification sound rang for the third time.
Wu Li finally brought the phone back to himself.
"'Qian Zhong' message."
Wu Li also saw the "You have three unread messages" prompt on the lock screen with the "Qian Zhong" icon.
He had been so anxious to retrieve his phone, thinking it was a "Quick Chat" message, but it turned out to be from "Qian Zhong", so he lost interest and didn't bother to check the message, tossing the phone aside.
"Dad, why aren't you looking at it?" Wu Mei asked anxiously when she saw her father toss the phone aside.
She had just caught a glimpse of the "Qian Zhong" icon and was now eager to know what the message was, with a strong premonition in her heart.
"The 'Qian Zhong' platform always sends junk messages. It's not worth looking at," Wu Li said nonchalantly, waving his chopsticks.
"Dad, what if we won?" Wu Mei couldn't help but speak her true thoughts.
(End of this chapter)"