At 6 PM, Zhang Yean stretched lazily, loosened up her stiff shoulders, and prepared to open the page for voting in the "Most Beautiful Police Officer of Jiangcheng" contest.
As a colleague and friend of Jiang An, she had long planned to cast a vote for this excellent deputy captain of the criminal investigation team.
However, the moment she opened the app interface, she was stunned, her eyes widened.
"Wow, he's way ahead!"
Wan, who was leisurely sipping tea beside her, was startled by the exclamation and nearly choked on the tea.
He turned his head curiously, "Sister, what's way ahead?"
"Come and see!"
Zhang Yean excitedly waved, "Our Mr. Jiang's votes are skyrocketing like a rocket, now over 8,000 more than the second place!"
"Huh? Over 8,000?"
Wan couldn't believe it, he put down his teacup and hurried over to Zhang Yean's side in just a few steps.
"How is that possible? This morning, they were neck and neck, with a gap of at most a dozen votes."
