Chapter 21 Brother, more money! Can you really call it "more money" when it comes to an artist's business?

On the other side.

After the art performance titled "The Beehive" in the live broadcast room came to an end, Li Jiajun closed the live stream with satisfaction.

He didn't even have time to look at the barrage comments that had completely boiled over, with various viewpoints and emotions intertwined.

At this moment, his mind was not on those Netizens at all.

'The Top Supporter should be satisfied with this wave, right?' A thought emerged in his mind.

He leaned back on his old but comfortable factory director's office chair, feet propped up on the desk, swinging them happily.

He felt that this performance was perfect.

The visual impact was maxed out, the suspense was continuous, and in the end, he used an artistic kneeling and kowtowing pattern to express the highest respect to his financial backer.

This service attitude, this professional spirit—he even wanted to give himself a like.

He reckoned that the artist big brother far away overseas must be slapping his thigh in excitement in front of the screen right now.

This order of up to 10 million, the final payment should be secure.

Thinking of this, the smile on Li Jiajun's face became even brighter, as if he could already see countless banknotes flying towards him.

However, as a toy factory director with pursuits and ideals, he felt that things could not just end so simply.

Doing business is all about striking while the iron is hot.

Especially when facing such a—no, a customer who is an artist with unique taste and deep pockets, he must take after-sales service and value-added experiences to the extreme to reflect the professionalism of his Li Family Toy Factory and lay a solid foundation for future long-term cooperation.

His eyes rolled, and a brilliant idea surged into his mind.

He opened the black encrypted chat software, found the avatar of A White Cloth on the Head, and prepared to take the initiative.

But before he could type out the prepared speech, the other party's message popped up first.

It was a voice message.

Li Jiajun clicked it curiously, and a burst of Dongguo language, sounding somewhat incoherent due to excessive excitement and carrying a heavy foreign accent, came from the phone.

"My friend! My brother! Li! You... you are simply... a genius sent by Allah! I... I cannot use words to describe my feelings right now! This... this is simply... a work of art!"

Listening to the praise that was almost cracking the audio, Li Jiajun's mouth twitched, and he felt speechless.

'Is there any need to be this excited? It's just a drone light show. It seems this artist big brother really hasn't seen much of the world.'

While complaining in his heart, he switched to typing mode.

Voice replies easily expose emotions, whereas typing could better capture the tone of a professional art consultant.

His fingers tapped rapidly on the screen.

[Factory Director Li]: "Big Brother, as long as you are satisfied. As a toy manufacturer with pursuits, the customer's satisfaction is our greatest motivation. Seeing that you can feel the charm of art from my work, I also feel very gratified."

After sending this high-sounding message, Li Jiajun felt completely comfortable.

Look at that, how high-level those words were.

However, his real killer move was still to come.

...

Meanwhile, at the secret command post in Middle East thousands of miles away.

Hassan had just finished that excited voice call, and he felt the blood in his whole body was still boiling.

The adjutant stood to the side, the shock on his face not yet fully faded. He looked at the frozen image of the kneeling figure on the screen, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he said with difficulty: "Leader, this... this Chinese... what is his background? This thing... is too terrifying."

"He is a genius, a war genius buried in a toy factory!" Hassan waved his hand forcefully, his tone full of unquestionable fanaticism.

Just then, a message from Factory Director Li popped up on Hassan's computer screen again.

Hassan perked up, immediately sat up straight, and stared closely at the screen.

He wanted to see what this genius would say after completing such a shocking work.

Then, he saw the second message sent by Li Jiajun.

[Factory Director Li]: "Big Brother, actually, the demonstration just now was only a basic functional demonstration of our 'The Beehive' art installation."

...

Seeing this sentence, Hassan's pupils shrank sharply.

Basic functional demonstration?

The scene that blocked out the sky just now was actually just a basic function?

He felt his heart skip a beat, and his breathing became rapid.

The adjutant beside him also leaned over, and when he saw the words on the screen, he also gasped.

Before they could recover from the shock, Li Jiajun's third message followed closely.

[Factory Director Li]: "It's like this, Big Brother. In order to give back to VIP customers like you, we have also specially prepared an artist collector's edition upgrade package for you. It includes a brand-new operating software skin. After activation, it can make your drone swarm fly in the sky to create a dynamic effect of a Golden Dragon Coiling Around a Pillar. The scene, tsk tsk, is absolutely shocking! And the meaning is especially good, symbolizing success and career advancement! It absolutely matches your identity as an artist!"

Hassan stared fixedly at the four characters "Golden Dragon Coiling Around a Pillar" on the screen, his brain working at high speed.

Golden Dragon? Coiling Around a Pillar?

What is this? Some kind of special attack formation?

Is it like a snake, carrying out a spiral, continuous strangulation attack on a key target? Or some kind of circling suppression formation with powerful electromagnetic interference capabilities?

He did not understand Eastern Country culture, but he could feel a majestic and deadly momentum from these four words!

This was definitely a more advanced and complex tactical maneuver than kneeling and kowtowing!

The adjutant beside him clearly thought of the same thing, and he excitedly whispered to Hassan: "Leader, a high-level attack formation! This must be a more advanced attack formation command!"

Hassan suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and continued to read.

[Factory Director Li]: "In addition, we also included a set of VIP beginner tutorials. After all, operating this art installation is a little bit complex. With this nanny-level video tutorial, we guarantee you will learn it, allowing your people to quickly get started and perfectly replicate all my performances just now. Of course, Big Brother, you understand art; these value-added services are not free either... that is... you need to add a little more money."

Add money?

When Hassan saw these last three words, not only did he not feel any displeasure at being extorted, but he was overjoyed!

VIP beginner tutorial?

In his view, this was not a teaching course at all! This was clearly a complete combat manual and simulation training software that would allow his soldiers to master this system in the shortest possible time and quickly form combat effectiveness!

No matter how good a weapon is, people have to know how to use it. He was worrying about how to train enough qualified drone pilots in a short time, and he didn't expect this Chinese to have even considered this problem for him!

And, he actually only wanted to add a little money?

Oh my Allah! What kind of mercy is this! What kind of generosity!

He simply couldn't believe his eyes!

The value of this kind of tactical software and training course that could change the rules of war might even be higher than the batch of drones themselves! Let alone adding money, even if he were asked to pay another 10 million, he would not hesitate!

"Genius! He is truly a genius!" Hassan could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart, slammed the table, and stood up from his seat.

The adjutant was also dizzy from this huge surprise that fell from the sky, and he excitedly echoed: "Leader is wise! This Chinese, he... he is simply sending us the key to victory!"

Hassan took a deep breath, trying to steady his fingers that were trembling from excessive excitement.

He sat back in front of the computer and typed a line of text with an almost pious attitude.

[A White Cloth on the Head]: "Add! Must add! My friend, don't talk about adding money; you are helping me complete the greatest art! Speak, how much money, just name your price!"

After sending this message, he felt every pore in his body relax.

This money was so worth it! It was really so worth it!

And Li Jiajun, far away in Eastern Country, seeing the other party's reply that was almost an instant response, filled with urgency and gratitude, couldn't help but twitch his mouth again.

He stared blankly at the screen, speechless in his heart.

'No... this big brother... is he really not going to bargain at all?'

'Are artists all this generous?'

A thought emerged in his mind.

'If I had known, I should have asked for more.'