Chapter 128 To ensure safe use, I have a request.

Li Jiajun is a man of his word.

When he says he will start production, he starts production.

With the support of his 'money power,' in just a few short days, the first batch of 'Super gas canisters,' which integrated a hexagonal lattice inner wall reinforcement structure and a three-stage progressive pressure relief smart valve technology, officially rolled off the production line.

Li Jiajun still used that very warm and down-to-earth name—jia an no. 1.

Furthermore, he grandly listed this product on his online store.

In the live stream, Li Jiajun pointed at the mountain of brand-new gas canisters behind him, looking high-spirited.

These canisters were painted entirely in striking orange-red safety paint. Although they looked similar to ordinary gas canisters on the surface, the heavy metallic texture was something that anyone in the know could tell was extraordinary at a glance.

"family! This is the result of my painstaking research and development!"

Li Jiajun patted the canister body, producing a dull, heavy echo. "Absolutely safe! Absolutely explosion-proof! Heirloom-quality!"

"To show appreciation for the support from my family, I have set the initial price at just the cost price!"

He held up one finger and waved it in front of the camera:

"Ten thousand! Just ten thousand! You won't lose out, and you won't be tricked; what you're buying is the safety of your whole family!"

However.

At this moment, the live stream's chat seemed to have been hit with a pause button.

After a full few seconds, the screen flooded with question marks like a bursting dam.

"？？？？？"

"How much? Did you say how much?"

"Ten thousand? Are you crazy, Streamer? Or am I crazy?"

"Ordinary gas canisters only cost a hundred or so. You're selling yours for ten thousand? Did you stud the gas canister with diamonds?"

"Good heavens, I have to say, good heavens. You could have just robbed us directly, yet you still gave me an iron canister. Streamer, he really... I'm crying to death."

"Let's disperse, let's disperse. The Streamer has gone crazy for money."

Looking at the screen full of mockery and skepticism, the smile on Li Jiajun's face froze.

Backend data showed that half an hour after listing, sales were zero.

Let alone orders, there wasn't even a single bookmark.

"You all... you all don't know quality when you see it!"

Li Jiajun grew anxious and held up the precise pressure relief valve to show the camera. "Look at this craftsmanship! Look at this material! This is a valve with aerospace-grade precision! The processing cost for this valve alone is several thousand!"

"Safety is priceless, don't you understand? If it explodes, can money buy back what was lost?"

But this earnest persuasion had no effect.

After all, for ordinary people, spending ten thousand on a gas canister was indeed a bit beyond their scope of understanding.

"Sigh..."

Li Jiajun sat dejectedly in his chair, looking at the miserable sales data, feeling exhausted.

Was this transformation going to fail again?

Was he destined to only make money by manufacturing those unserious things?

'This generation of Netizens is really hard to lead; they have zero safety awareness. I can't even sell good products. It looks like I'll just have to keep them for myself...' he thought to himself.

Just as he was preparing to end the stream and go draw circles in the corner to curse these people who couldn't recognize quality.

Suddenly.

"Ding-dong!"

A crisp, pleasant notification sound came from the computer in the background.

That was the sound of a large order going through.

Li Jiajun froze for a moment and instinctively looked up at the screen.

Immediately after.

"Ding-dong! Ding-dong! Ding-dong..."

The notification sound didn't stop; instead, it sounded like a stuck record, ringing frantically and forming a pleasant melody.

The order list on the screen began to refresh crazily.

The once glaring zero instantly turned into an astonishing number.

Li Jiajun rubbed his eyes and leaned closer to the screen in disbelief.

He saw that all the orders came from the same ID.

Product: [jia an no. 1] Super Safe gas canisters.

Quantity: 5,000.

Unit Price: 10,000 yuan.

Total Amount: 50,000,000 yuan.

Payment Status: Fully paid.

Fifty... fifty million?!

Li Jiajun jumped up from his chair abruptly, the movement so large he almost knocked over the gas canisters behind him.

"Holy crap!!!"

A national swear word slipped out.

The Netizens in the live stream were startled by his sudden outburst.

"What happened? Did the Streamer go crazy?"

"Did he get a cerebral hemorrhage from being angry about zero sales?"

Li Jiajun couldn't care about reading the chat. He pointed at the bright red number on the backend, his face flushed red, and he was so excited he was incoherent:

"Sold... it sold! It all sold!"

"Five thousand! Someone bought out the entire inventory in one go! Paid in full! Fifty million!"

"Hahahaha! I knew it! Experts are among the people! There will always be people in the know who can see the value of our products!"

He danced excitedly in front of the camera:

"Did you see that, family? This is called having a discerning eye! This is called having vision! You all were still debating whether ten thousand was expensive, while this person just cleared out the inventory!"

The chat exploded instantly.

"？？？？"

"Really? Fifty million for gas canisters? Is this person brain-damaged?"

"Scripted! This is definitely scripted! Streamer, you're really going all out for face; this fake order is too obvious!"

"To the one above, does Li Family Toy Factory need to fake orders? They really have a legendary rich fan!"

"Who is it? So arrogant and rich? Can you let us see the ID?"

Li Jiajun was in a great mood and complied with the request.

"Come, come! Let the family pay their respects to the great name of this legendary rich fan!"

He aimed the camera at the Buyer ID on the screen.

He saw that at the very top of the order details page, a string of strange characters was clearly written:

【Buyer ID: Buyer ID】

Seeing this ID, the live stream quieted down for a moment, and then the chat became somewhat strange.

"Buyer ID? What kind of name is that?"

"Why does it sound so awkward?"

"Feels like some kind of secret code..."

Li Jiajun looked at the name and frowned.

This ID felt inexplicably stiff, like a machine translation. He didn't think much of it.

"Buyer ID..."

Li Jiajun muttered it twice, his mouth twitched, and he unconsciously activated his signature voice-over snark mode, muttering to himself at the air:

"Sigh, are rich people these days all this non-mainstream when it comes to naming themselves? Why is it such a mouthful to say... Buyer ID... It sounds like someone who sells cloth scraps, or someone with a white brick on their head? This taste is truly one of a kind."

"However..."

He glanced at the solid fifty million incoming payment information, and a bright smile immediately appeared on his face. He changed his expression faster than flipping a book:

"For the sake of money, who cares what he's called! Even if he was called 'Two Idiots,' he would still be my brother from another mother! He is my dearest friend!"

"Big Hammer! Stop standing there! Get to work!"

Li Jiajun waved his hand, full of heroic spirit, "Notify the warehouse! Everyone works overtime! Polish our jia an no. 1 until they shine! Arrange shipment immediately!"

"Alright, Boss!" Wang Dachui yelled excitedly from the distance.

Just as Li Jiajun was immersed in the joy of sudden wealth, preparing to end the stream and go count his money.

"Ding-dong!"

The buyer with that strange ID suddenly sent a private message.

Li Jiajun opened it to take a look.

【Buyer ID: Mr. Li, I have long admired your name. Your product design philosophy is astonishing. However, to ensure safety in use, I have a small request...】