The incident happened suddenly.
The president on the rostrum paused involuntarily, his hand holding the medal instinctively pulling back. Immediately, he felt the medal in his hand being pulled away by an invisible force, tracing an arc, landing in Chen Shouyi's hand.
Chen Shouyi was slightly taken aback.
Uh!
This was a bit awkward!
This wasn't his intention at all.
He just had a slight thought.
As a result, the medal fell into his hand. This was so shocking, making it seem like he couldn't wait.
"I'll take it first!" Chen Shouyi forced himself to say calmly.
"Ah, oh, it's no problem!" The president came back to his senses and quickly said, watching as General Manager Chen remained composed and even casually held the medal. His heart calmed down too.
With General Manager Chen, who could slay gods, everything else seemed insignificant.
...
"Ding ding ding..."
