"Who I am is not important. What's important is that I hope this medal can prove I'm not mad. I didn't come here to cause trouble today. I know everyone present is an extremely busy personage, but time is of the essence, and there isn't much left. I hope you all will seriously consider our proposal."
Chen Feng had no choice, given the urgency, he couldn't delay any longer, so he had to reveal this item and hoped it would be effective. Fortunately, Zhang Yashan seemed to recognize the medal, which offered Chen Feng some relief.
I was afraid they wouldn't believe me, so in front of them, he took out his phone and called Chen Shixun, hoping that he, with his "Divine Skills," could find a way to resolve the matter.
Chen Shixun was in a meeting when suddenly a black cell phone rang. This phone was for internal, classified communication with the highest level of security, usually beyond the reach of most people. And the number of people who knew his number could be counted on one hand.
