[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-richest-man-getting-7-billion-red-pockets-to-sta":3,"chapter-richest-man-getting-7-billion-red-pockets-to-sta-richest-man-getting-7-billion-red-pockets-to-sta-chapter-126":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Richest Man: Getting 7 Billion Red Pockets To Start With",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1694682,2164,"Chapter 126 Earthquake Prediction Device; Meeting A Good Friend!","richest-man-getting-7-billion-red-pockets-to-sta-chapter-126",126,"\u003Cp>After Lin Fan left the library, he returned to his dormitory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the dormitory was empty and very quiet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Do you wish to claim the earthquake prediction device and its manufacturing principles?]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes!\" Lin Fan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the next moment, a completely black rectangular machine about one cubic meter in size appeared in front of him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was an earthquake forecaster!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was a huge stack of information on top of the earthquake forecaster.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the top of the information, there were nine big words—'The Principle Behind the Construction of the Earthquake Prediction Device.'\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan first sized up the black machine and muttered, \"This is the earthquake prediction device, right? It looks like a box.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he picked up the documents and quickly flipped through them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>About three minutes later, he had memorized all the information about the building principles of the earthquake prediction device in his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I can predict earthquakes five days before they happen? That's not bad.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Predict earthquakes five days before they happened?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not bad?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If an earthquake expert heard this, they would probably scream.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One had to know that with today's science and technology, it was still impossible to predict an earthquake five minutes before it happened, let alone five days!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan yawned, then lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not sleep last night. Even though he had Violent Aesthetics and his body had been strengthened, he was still a little sleepy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the physics laboratory.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Swish!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Muffled sounds rose and fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It only stopped after a long time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Guohai looked at the data on the computer screen and could not help but smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Let's sort out this data, and we should be able to publish several SCI papers!\" Zhong Wenting said excitedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes.\" Wang Guohai nodded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then what are we waiting for? Hurry up and get to work!\" Zhong Wenting said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan's sleep was very comfortable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When a beam of hot sunlight fell on his face, he slowly opened his eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan lay on the bed and rested for a while.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding! Ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the phone in his pocket vibrated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>12:00 PM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The red packets were here!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Congratulations, you've received ten yuan.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Congratulations, you've received 1,999 yuan.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Congratulations, you've received 50,000 yuan.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Ding! Congratulations, you've received one yuan.]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, Lin Fan had earned a total of 72,121 yuan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan did not care about the amount of money. He put his phone back into his pocket.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, he slowly walked out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not long after Lin Fan left, Zheng Jinbao, Ma Zhong, and Song Yi walked in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What is this?\" Ma Zhong pointed at the earthquake prediction device and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If only it was a little higher, it would be perfect as a table,\" Song Yi said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zheng Jinbao also took a few curious glances, but he quickly focused his attention on his computer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before 12 o'clock, the school cafeteria was filled with long queues.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan did not want to squeeze in with the others, so he drove his Lamborghini to the nearby restaurant.please visit\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crystal shrimp dumplings, simple stir-fried vegetables, squab soup, stir-fried yellow beef...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple and affordable lunch of 600 yuan made Lin Fan very satisfied.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the meal, Lin Fan walked out of the restaurant and prepared to return to school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, a familiar figure appeared not far away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Zhang Song!\" Lin Fan shouted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Song was Lin Fan's good friend in high school.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason why Lin Fan attended the high school reunion was that Zhang Song was one of the people he wanted to meet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Although the man not far away was taller, darker, and thinner than the Zhang Song he knew in high school...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan was sure that it was his good friend, Zhang Song.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The man not far away had obviously heard someone calling him and could not help but turn around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He said in an uncertain tone, \"Are you... Lin Fan?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan saw that he recognized him and said happily, \"Hahaha! It's me. I didn't expect that we would meet here.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Song was also very happy to see his high school friend. He said, \"I didn't expect this either!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"When did you arrive in Jiangbei?\" Lin Fan asked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I've always been in Jiangbei,\" Zhang Song said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? Why didn't you tell me earlier? I've been in Jiangbei all this time! By the way, our class had a party in Jiangbei not long ago!\" Lin Fan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Song said, \"Oh... Is that so?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In fact, he knew about the gathering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, he had not been happy all these years, so he did not attend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan said, \"I went to the last gathering because I wanted to see a few friends, but all of you didn't go. If I had known, I wouldn't have gone.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this time, Zhang Song's mobile phone rang urgently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What's wrong, Huiling?\" Zhang Song answered the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huiling, whose full name was Zhang Huiling, was Zhang Song's sister.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom fell to the ground, and her head is bleeding...\" A flustered voice came from the phone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What? I'll be right back!\" Zhang Song said anxiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lin Fan, who was standing at the side, heard the contents of the phone call clearly. He hurriedly said, \"My car's just next door. I'll send you back.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thanks,\" Zhang Song said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, Lin Fan opened the door of the Lamborghini and quickly got in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Song was slightly stunned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not expect Lin Fan to drive a supercar.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry up and get on,\" Lin Fan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Zhang Song react and quickly get in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If it was not for the phone call just now, Zhang Song would definitely have asked about the supercar out of curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, at this moment, other than feeling a little surprised, he was more worried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Lin Fan asked Zhang Song for the exact location, he stepped on the gas.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, the entire Lamborghini dashed out like a lightning bolt, speeding through the middle of the road.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon, Lin Fan arrived at the factory in Jiangbei City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The factory was an old factory with decades of history. Therefore, it looked a little old on the whole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Song's home was in the factory's staff compound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Song quickly rushed into the house and asked anxiously, \"How's Mom?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The woman, whose head was wrapped in gauze, said in a hoarse voice with a trace of blood oozing out, \"I'm fine. It's just a small scratch.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then, she said in a slightly reproachful tone, \"Huiling, why are you so agitated?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Huiling's eyes were a little red. Clearly, she was really frightened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, the woman finally saw Lin Fan behind Zhang Song and said, \"This is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I was Zhang Song's high school classmate. We were very good friends!\" Lin Fan said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So you're Lil Song's friend. Please take a seat. The house is a little messy. Please don't mind it. I'll go get you some tea.\" After the woman finished speaking, she limped toward the coffee table.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Mom, I'll get some water,\" said Zhang Huiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Obviously, this family was very hospitable.\u003C\u002Fp>",1203,"2026-06-06T14:10:18.567Z",1,"novelbin.me","e8b76e3b869fe8a3cf3e7ed4138b0ea0c9eda5174170c555754c8e1768473afe","richest-man-getting-7-billion-red-pockets-to-sta-chapter-127","richest-man-getting-7-billion-red-pockets-to-sta-chapter-125",774,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Frichest-man-getting-7-billion-red-pockets-to-sta-cover.jpg"]