Chapter 137 Who the hell reads the instruction manual backwards?!

Looking at the thick document in Liu Jianguo's hand, Li Jiajun's eyelids twitched violently.

It was the "jia an no. 1 Dangerous Operations and Modification Prohibition White Paper" that he had spent an entire night writing, after consulting countless materials and even professional Experts in relevant fields.

In his heart, this was not just an instruction manual, but ironclad proof of his responsibility for customer safety as a conscientious entrepreneur.

"How do you explain this?"

Liu Jianguo slammed the document onto the table, flipped to a dog-eared page, and pointed forcefully at a line of red text.

"Come on, read this line to me."

Li Jiajun leaned in to take a look.

【Warning: Strictly prohibit the use of XX model high-temperature argon arc welding torches for circular surfacing welding on the diffusion port at the end of the valve! Otherwise, it will form a simple Laval nozzle structure, causing the internal gas flow rate to instantly exceed three times the speed of sound!】

"Is there a problem with this?"

Li Jiajun said with a blank, righteous expression, "This is to prevent them from messing around and causing high-pressure jet accidents! I'm trying to save their lives!"

"Save their lives?"

Liu Jianguo laughed out of extreme anger. He flipped another page and pointed to another line.

【Warning: Strictly prohibit filling the canister with a mixture of potassium nitrate and white sugar! Especially strictly prohibit mixing them in a 7:3 mass ratio! Because this ratio is the critical point for maximum combustion efficiency and will generate huge thrust!】

"And what about this?"

Liu Jianguo stared into Li Jiajun's eyes, his voice rising a few notches, "You even provided the exact recipe ratio down to the decimal point? And specifically noted that it has the highest combustion efficiency? Are you warning them, or are you instructing them?"

"I..."

Li Jiajun opened his mouth, feeling a tightness in his chest.

He triggered his signature subconscious voice-over rant mode, muttering to the air, his tone filled with helplessness and grievance:

"What is wrong with this world? It's hard to be a good person... I thought that since I had to warn them, I had to be clear about how serious the consequences were and how scary the data was, so they would be afraid and not dare to mess around. How was I supposed to know these people's brain circuits were different from normal people's..."

"Stop mumbling over there!"

Liu Jianguo slammed his hand on the table, "The Experts from the Ordnance Group already looked at it on the way here! This so-called 'White Paper', if you just remove the words 'Strictly Prohibit' from every line and change 'Must Not' to 'Must', it becomes a world-class, idiot-proof tutorial on making man-portable rockets!"

"You even wrote down the model of the welding torch and the mixing temperature of the fuel clearly!"

"Li Jiajun, and you still say you didn't do it on purpose? You're feeding them, and you even chewed it up for them!"

At that moment, Li Jiajun finally understood the severity of the problem.

But he felt even more aggrieved.

More wronged than Dou E.

A sense of indignation—at being betrayed, misunderstood, and having his good intentions treated like garbage—instantly rushed to his head.

"Uncle Liu! Are you being reasonable at all!"

Li Jiajun snatched the instruction manual back, his face turning bright red, the veins on his neck popping out.

He waved the document in his hand, pointing at the eye-catching red exclamation marks, and roared from the depths of his soul:

"Is this an instruction manual? This is a dangerous operations manual! It's a warning! It's a red line!"

"I wrote it clearly! Strictly Prohibit! Prohibited! Must Not! This is Chinese, right? People can read this, right?"

"I told them there's a cliff ahead and they'll die if they jump, so they wouldn't jump! Not so they could calculate the gravitational acceleration!"

At this point, Li Jiajun was so angry he jumped on the spot, his voice hoarse, with a hint of a sob:

"Who would have thought these bastards wouldn't play by the rules!"

"Who the hell reads an instruction manual backwards!!"

"This is unsportsmanlike! This is a desecration of knowledge! This is an insult to my character!"

After that shout, the entire office instantly went quiet.

That silence carried a strange, frozen feeling.

Liu Jianguo maintained his posture of slamming the table, his mouth slightly open, staring blankly at the young man in front of him who was about to explode with grievance.

His mind echoed with the deafening words, "Who the hell reads an instruction manual backwards."

It seemed... reasonable.

Who would touch high-voltage electricity marked as strictly prohibited to touch? Who would eat desiccant marked as prohibited to eat?

But this kid's customers... didn't seem to be normal people indeed.

"Pfft..."

I don't know who couldn't hold it back first.

The Old Expert from the Ordnance Group standing behind Liu Jianguo, who had been standing with his hands behind his back with a stern face, suddenly had his shoulders shaking violently, letting out a leaking sound of laughter.

Immediately after, it was like knocking over dominoes.

"Haha... cough cough..."

"Reading the manual backwards... this reason... is legendary..."

Those Experts who had been murderous a moment ago were all turning bright red from holding it in; some had to turn around to face the wall, while others simply squatted on the ground, holding their stomachs.

It was too absurd.

It was too funny.

They had imagined countless scenarios of Li Jiajun making excuses, but never this one.

A factory director who wanted to improve production safety met a client who wanted to make weapons; through a reverse instruction manual, the two of them had achieved a perfect cross-server conversation.

Liu Jianguo looked at Li Jiajun's indignant expression—one of 'I offer my heart to the bright moon, but the moon shines on the ditch'—and the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably.

He wanted to keep a straight face and maintain his dignity as a leader.

But the corners of his mouth wouldn't listen, curling up wildly.

"Alright... alright..."

Liu Jianguo turned around and waved his hand, his voice trembling noticeably, "Stop howling... if you howl any more I'll start laughing... ahem, I'll be angered to death by you."

He took a few deep breaths and pulled out a handkerchief to wipe away the tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes.

This accountability session, which had originally been tense and hostile, completely changed tone with Li Jiajun's brilliant outburst.

"Since you say you did it for safety..."

Liu Jianguo turned around, forcing himself to regain some seriousness, and pointed outside, "Then let's go see the real thing."

"If what you made really is just ordinary gas canisters, then we'll consider this instruction manual matter as you... having good intentions but doing a bad thing."

After saying this, he ignored Li Jiajun, who was still fuming there, and led the group of Experts, who were still holding back their laughter, towards the workshop with long strides.

Li Jiajun watched their backs, sniffled, and felt a little more settled, but then a surge of pride rose up within him.

'See the real thing? Fine, go ahead! True gold fears no fire!'

This thought appeared in his mind, and he even felt a little smug.

'To prevent explosions, I specifically used a honeycomb lattice structure to reinforce the canister; to prevent excessive pressure, I specifically designed a pressure relief valve based on the Laval nozzle principle. These are all aerospace-grade technologies trickled down!'

'I've pushed the safety standards for civilian products to this level; isn't this the benchmark for a conscientious entrepreneur? These Experts will surely be moved by my craftsmanship!'