After receiving the award, Li Chen was planning to head back. He looked at the Purple Gold Guardian Medal in his hand and weighed it, feeling its heft—it seemed quite solid and substantial, indicating no corners had been cut in its making. He figured he could sell it for a pretty penny.
If Secretary Ye knew what Li Chen was thinking, he'd probably keel over, blood spouting from his mouth. This medal has significant meaning, for crying out loud. Could you please take it a bit more seriously?
Just as Li Chen was about to leave the city hall, a staff member approached him, "The front door is completely blocked. Please use the back door."
Li Chen was stunned for a moment, "Completely blocked?"
"Yeah," said the staff member with a smile that was both amused and helpless, "Hero, your popularity is soaring right now, many people are treating you like a celebrity."
