Chapter 1790 - 1798: One Person, One Vote

Just like Rock Bell thought, although Jane Sampson hasn’t participated in any variety shows for half a year, nor been in any dramas, her popularity on the internet has always remained high, especially on Twitter.

In the first 24 hours of the voting contest, Jane Sampson held a steady first place in the Most Popular Female Actor rankings.

There’s one person who’s more eager than anyone else for Jane Sampson to win this award.

James Black, he hopes more than Rock Bell and Jane Sampson that this award will fall upon Jane Sampson’s head, and he pays even more attention to this selection than her fans do.

This was the first time Peter Gingery, who grew up with James Black, saw James Black, while busy with work, occasionally swipe his mobile phone.

"Bro, are you waiting for someone to call you today?" Peter Gingery couldn’t help but notice James Black’s actions as he lounged in James Black’s office, scratching his head while writing a report, not expecting to see James Black distracted in this way.

"Get on with your work." James Black replied to Peter Gingery without even lifting an eyelid.

But after saying that, James Black paused for a moment, suddenly looked up at Peter Gingery, and asked, "How many fans do you have on Twitter?"

"Tens of thousands." Peter Gingery answered truthfully, "All because of little Jane’s sake, fans found their way to me and followed me too, however, grandfather’s followers are a digit more than mine, grandfather has hundreds of thousands, frightening isn’t it?"

"Go and repost the tweet that Jane Sampson posted, and have you voted for her?" James Black asked, "The voting activity on Twitter."

"Of course I did, definitely did, as soon as the activity started last night, I voted!" Peter Gingery chuckled, "She posted it just yesterday, and I voted immediately, even reposted it. When I checked at noon, she’s currently the number one on the Most Popular Female Actor list, our little Jane is sure to win this award!"

Our house?

James Black tapped his fingertips on the desktop, correcting Peter Gingery’s words, "It’s my place, not your place."

Peter Gingery was stunned, shrugging his shoulders, "Alright, alright, your place, your place, little Jane is all yours."

After speaking, Peter Gingery picked up his paper and pen and walked away with a sigh.

He simply couldn’t bear to witness James Black’s possessive face.

Too much pain for the hearts of single dogs.

James Black ignored Peter Gingery, thought for a moment, then shared the voting link on his WhatsApp space.

Attached a sentence.

Please cast a vote for my wife, Jane Sampson. Thank you. Link...—Jane Sampson’s Mr. Black.

Someone who hasn’t updated their space post in ages suddenly updating it today caught the attention of everyone in James Black’s friends list.

Then, everyone also noticed that this person who hadn’t updated in forever was surprisingly canvassing votes for his wife in his space today.

James Black’s friends, who have been playing with him since childhood, immediately teased James Black on this post.

Alexander Forest: Come witness the first original space update in James Black’s life in a few years! Throw flowers, screenshot for posterity!

Thomas Lancaster: It feels like seeing a struggling dad and mom in Moments asking for votes and likes for their kids.

Yvette Quick: Let’s play a fill-in-the-blank idiom game, Chief Black please answer: hope for a son to become a dragon, hope for a daughter to become a phoenix, hope for a wife to become?

James Black glanced at the comments, and directly opened the group chat.

@All members, [Twitter link] remember to vote, also help with reposting.

@Thomas Lancaster @Yvette Quick, you have many students in your school, one vote per person, that’s great.

@Alexander Forest, your company’s staff is also quite large, one vote per person.