Chapter 209 Main Contractor: Can you make toy rockets?

In the ISRO headquarters office far away in Bangalore, Curry Country.

Rajesh was quite happy to see Li Jiajun go online for a livestream, but he had just rushed over to watch... and then Li Jiajun ended the stream.

This really put him in a tough spot.

After all, he wasn't an old fan of Li Jiajun and didn't know which one was Li Jiajun's secondary account.

So, after Li Jiajun's main livestream room suddenly closed, he was like a headless fly, frantically trying various keywords in TikTok's search bar, but to no avail.

Just as he was so anxious he was about to smash his phone, he remembered seeing a Netizen mention that Li Jiajun had a secondary account when he was cramming information about Li Jiajun earlier; it seemed to be following the main account.

With a "give it a try" attitude, he clicked into the homepage of that main account which was already a black screen. In the following list, he immediately spotted the account with the ID "Factory Director Li Wants to Turn Over a New Leaf."

"This is it!"

He shouted excitedly and scrambled to click in.

As soon as he entered the livestream room, he saw bullet chats flying across the screen, even though his Chinese was only so-so.

But as he watched, he began to understand. They were all reminiscing about how that Middle East tycoon named Hassan had used twenty Super Rockets to clear the way for Li Jiajun's requisitioned road.

"Right! That's it!"

Rajesh slapped his thigh hard, a light of realization bursting in his eyes.

Hassan's success started with using money to pave the way! Use gifts to leave a deep impression of being "more money than brains" on the Streamer, and then propose his own needs. He had planned this before, and the words of these Netizens further validated the feasibility of his plan.

"I will follow his example! I will also use the power of money to move this Eastern genius!"

He shouted excitedly in his heart and immediately opened the gift interface of the livestream room.

He wanted to make his entrance in the grandest and most luxurious way, letting this young man named Li Jiajun feel the passion and financial power from the South Asian subcontinent!

He could almost see the expression of tearful gratitude and finding a soulmate on Li Jiajun's face after receiving this heavy sincerity.

...

Switching the perspective back to the livestream room.

The overwhelming gift special effects indeed stunned everyone instantly.

Li Jiajun stared blankly at the screen, and tens of thousands of Netizens also widened their eyes; the bullet chats even experienced a brief pause.

"Is history... really repeating itself?"

"Another god-tier tycoon attracted by the Main Streamer's domineering aura?"

"This display feels even more intense than Hassan's back then!"

However, this shock did not last long.

Everyone finally saw clearly what exactly was floating on the screen.

There were no Super Rockets with circling golden dragons.

There were no dazzling Huazi.

On the screen, dense and layered, like a plague of locusts passing through, were flying...

Pink "Little Hearts."

Multi-colored "Lollipops."

"Mwahs" printed with "mua."

And "Popularity Tickets."

All this crap is free!

One after another, hundreds and thousands, covering the sky.

These small gifts that only newbies usually send, which are given for free by the platform, were now pouring frantically into every corner of the livestream room with the momentum of sending Super Rockets.

And in those donation messages, the ID of this "god-tier tycoon" was clearly displayed—

[a curry person who loves to free ride].

The entire livestream room fell into a weird silence that lasted for three seconds.

...

Li Jiajun gaped, looking at that ID and then at the screen full of "Lollipops," feeling like his CPU had burned out and his mind was a complete blank.

Three seconds later.

"Pfft—"

Someone couldn't hold it in and burst out laughing.

Immediately following that, the entire livestream room was instantly submerged by a flash flood of "Hahahaha" and various complaints.

"Holy crap! History is repeating itself, but why does it feel like a low-budget version?"

"Pfft! This is a budget version of a Top Supporter, ahhh!"

"What the hell kind of budget version! This is practically the beggar version! Hassan sent real gold and silver, but this big brother is sending platform points!"

"Killing me! I'd call him the 'Free-Rider Style Tycoon,' it's all about the momentum!"

"This guy knows entertainment value! He used a one-yuan gift to create a hundred-thousand-yuan display!"

"Don't be a hater, all those gifts combined might not even be worth one yuan!"

"Look at his ID, [a curry person who loves to free ride], holy crap, he's too honest, I'm dying!"

...

Li Jiajun looked at these bullet chats and then at the ID still frantically sending "Little Hearts," his mouth twitching uncontrollably.

He was speechless, not even knowing where to start complaining.

He had lived for over twenty years and had been livestreaming for a while. He had seen all sorts of Netizens, but this was the first time he'd seen someone so abstract.

Couldn't you at least send a one-yuan gift?

What kind of spirit is it to use free gifts to spam and create the aura of a "Top Supporter"?

This is a spirit of internationalism—selfless and dedicated solely to making people happy!

Li Jiajun was so dazzled by this move that his scalp felt numb. He sat in his chair, for a moment not knowing what to say.

...

Meanwhile, the culprit, Rajesh, was completely unaware of this.

He looked at the "stormy waves" his gifts created on the screen and the exploding bullet chats (though he couldn't understand much of the Chinese, being only half-baked), a satisfied, tycoon-like smile appearing on his face.

He felt he had perfectly replicated Hassan's power of money.

He felt his move was grand and impressive, surely leaving a deep and positive impression on the Streamer.

Moreover, he firmly believed in the saying that the most expensive things are free.

Hassan's Super Rockets were nothing more than cold monetary transactions.

But the gifts he sent were accumulated bit by bit through daily logins, participating in platform activities, watching annoying ads, and completing various simple tasks.

Contained within was his heart, his sincerity, and the time and energy he had invested in his desperation!

He felt that giving all of these to the Streamer reflected his sincerity better than just throwing money around.

The Streamer would surely be moved by this unique "sincerity" of his!

He began to type.

...

A short while later.

On the bullet chats of Li Jiajun's livestream.

"Main Streamer, can you guys make toy sky rockets? I have relatively high requirements for the flight altitude and payload capacity of the toy sky rockets."