C9 I Have Indeed Won the Lottery!

Around 9 PM the following evening, Lin Feng sat on the hotel room sofa, intently holding a lottery ticket as he watched the television.

The host on the screen was announcing the winning numbers: "The front zone winning numbers are 15, 25, 17, 19, 03, and the back zone winning numbers are 02, 08!"

Lin Feng compared the numbers on his ticket with those on the TV and discovered they matched perfectly!

The prize money was also revealed on the broadcast.

Lin Feng did the math and realized he was about to receive nearly one hundred million yuan—a windfall that seemed to fall right out of the sky.

He had spent only a few dozen yuan on the lottery ticket.

His newfound fortune was all thanks to his supernatural ability to foresee the future.

This ability made acquiring wealth feel almost effortless to Lin Feng.

After switching off the TV, he reclined on the sofa, completely at ease.

He was enveloped in immense joy, feeling so light that he thought he might just float away.

Coming from a modest background in a small county town, the shock of suddenly possessing a hundred million yuan was overwhelming.

He managed to stay composed, which was a feat in itself.

He barely slept that night, his mind racing with plans.

With his newfound wealth, he envisioned bringing his parents and sister to Jiangnan City for a better life.

He could establish his own business empire.

Lee Siyu would no longer be able to look down on him.

His life was suddenly brimming with possibilities.

Lin Feng's heart swelled with ambition and hopeful dreams.

Above all, he felt a deep sense of gratitude towards the old man who had given him the spirit pill, bestowing him with this extraordinary power.

Regrettably, he had no idea where the old man had gone, nor did he even know his name.

He resolved to find a way to properly thank him someday.

Lost in these thoughts, Lin Feng eventually drifted off to sleep, not waking until after nine the next morning.

After the exhilaration of the previous night, Lin Feng had settled into a state of calm. He grabbed breakfast at a small food stall on the street before wandering into a toy shop to purchase a panda toy, a common disguise for those claiming lottery prizes, meant to ensure their safety and anonymity.

Lin Feng then hailed a taxi and made his way directly to the Jiangnan City Lottery Center. That day, clad in a panda mask, he graced the television screens of households throughout Jiangnan City. The mysterious winner behind the panda facade quickly became the talk of the town.

"Who's behind the panda mask?"

"What will they do with the winnings?"

"Will they even continue to work?"

After completing all the necessary paperwork, Lin Feng deposited the entire sum into his bank account. Strolling through the streets, he overheard the locals speculating about him, which brought a wry smile to his face. He had once been one of those people, gossiping about lottery winners, never imagining he would one day be the subject of such rumors.

Touching the pocket that held the bank card with his one hundred million yuan prize, it was clear: Lin Feng was now a billionaire. His newfound wealth brought immediate thoughts of purchasing a home, of moving his parents from the countryside to the comforts of Jiangnan City, and of providing his high school-aged sister the opportunity to study in a major urban area.

Family was paramount to Lin Feng, and with the means to do so, he was determined to give them a better life. This, of course, meant familiarizing himself with the housing market, which led him to think of his best friend, Fann Xiaodong.

Fann Xiaodong was more than just Lin Feng's best friend and desk mate; he was a native of Jiangnan City, hailing from a family whose business boasted tens of millions in capital. He was, by all accounts, a scion of wealth, with an intimate knowledge of the city's newest real estate developments.

With this in mind, Lin Feng pulled out his phone and dialed Fann Xiaodong. The call connected promptly, and Fann Xiaodong's voice, tinged with urgency, filled his ear. "Lin Feng, you finally called."

Curiosity piqued, Lin Feng asked, "Is something wrong?"

"You kissed Chen Jiayi after school two days ago, and it's caused quite a stir. As your friend, how could I not be concerned for your safety?" Fann Xiaodong's words were laced with frustration.

Upon hearing the rumor, Lin Feng was well aware that word of his kiss with Chen Jiayi had made the rounds among Jiangnan University students. But it didn't faze him. On the phone with Fann Xiaodong, he brushed it off, "Let's talk about that later. Right now, I'm in the market for a house. You're more familiar with Jiangnan City's prime real estate than I am. Join me to check out some properties today."

"Lin Feng, are you pulling my leg? Housing in Jiangnan City costs a fortune. Did you hit the jackpot or something?" Fann Xiaodong sounded less than thrilled.

With an awkward chuckle, Lin Feng confessed, "Actually, I did win the lottery."

Silence ensued on the other end of the line. Then, a few seconds later, Fann Xiaodong's voice crackled with excitement, "Lin Feng, did you really strike it rich?"

"Just a few million yuan," Lin Feng downplayed, opting not to reveal his billion-yuan windfall to avoid sending Fann Xiaodong into overdrive.

"A few million yuan? That's a hefty sum!" Fann Xiaodong was clearly astounded.

"Send me your address, Lin Feng. I'm coming over right now."

After ending the call, Lin Feng texted his location to Fann Xiaodong. Ten minutes later, a commanding white Land Rover screeched to a halt before him. The door swung open, and out stepped a young man sporting short hair, sunglasses, a white T-shirt, brown shorts, and a pair of exclusive sneakers. He was on the plump side.

This 'little fatty' was none other than Lin Feng's close friend, Fann Xiaodong. Spotting Lin Feng, he clapped him on the shoulder with a grin, "Way to go, bro! Who would've thought you'd turn into a millionaire overnight? Now you can take me along for the ride!"

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