Chapter 23: To be requisitioned?

Li Jiajun enjoyed the envy, jealousy, and hatred of the Netizens for a full ten minutes before contentedly pulling himself out of that "it's lonely at the top" Versailles state.

He sat up straight, took his legs off the table, cleared his throat at the camera, and his expression became a bit more serious.

"Alright, alright, enough joking around with you all. Let's talk about some serious business."

The audience in the livestream room immediately perked up.

"Oh? Serious business? Is he going to officially announce his romance with the Top Supporter?"

"Don't mess around, the guy above. I think the Main Streamer is going to announce his entry into Hollywood, to punch Cameron and kick Lucas!"

"I guess he's going to announce whether last night's performance was special effects or not!"

...

Looking at the barrage of guesses, Li Jiajun just smiled mysteriously without responding directly.

He picked up the walkie-talkie on the table and pressed the talk button.

"Uncle Wang, are you still there?"

Wang Defa's somewhat excited voice quickly came through the walkie-talkie: "I'm here, I'm here! Factory Director, what are your orders?"

Since that production line successfully started yesterday, Wang Defa's attitude towards Li Jiajun had completely shifted from initial trust to near-worshipful awe. In his eyes, this young Factory Director Li was no longer a mere mortal, but a literary star descended from the heavens.

"You, go notify the finance department immediately and have her get ready." Li Jiajun's voice, transmitted clearly through the walkie-talkie across the entire factory, said, "To celebrate the complete success of our Li Family Toy Factory's first overseas art order, and to thank everyone for their hard work these past few days, I have decided to issue an additional bonus to every employee in the factory on top of the previously reissued wages and bonuses!"

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"The amount of the bonus... let's set it at ten thousand yuan per person. Send it out now, immediately, right away!"

Li Jiajun's words not only plunged Wang Defa on the other end of the walkie-talkie into dead silence but also caused the hundreds of thousands of Netizens in the livestream, who had just been joking around, to freeze collectively.

The walkie-talkie was silent for a full five seconds before Wang Defa's incredulous, and even somewhat stuttering, voice erupted.

"Fac... Factory Director... what... what did you say? How... how much per person?"

"Ten thousand." Li Jiajun repeated it faintly, as if he were talking about an insignificant number, "Money is a small matter; the main thing is to make everyone happy. Our factory has good days ahead of us!"

"Aooooo—!!!"

This time, Wang Defa didn't speak again; a huge, irrepressible cheer like a wolf's howl came directly through the walkie-talkie!

Immediately after, the audience in the livestream could clearly hear waves upon waves of irrepressible, thunderous cheers erupting from all directions of the factory, from different workshops and corners!

"Long live the Factory Director!!!"

"Thank you, Factory Director!!"

"Ten thousand yuan! My god! Did I hear that right?!"

Those heartfelt shouts, filled with pure joy, pierced through the livestream microphone and were clearly transmitted to the ears of every Netizen.

The barrage in the livestream, after a brief stagnation, was ignited once again.

But this time, it was no longer the previous envy, jealousy, and hatred, but a much more complex emotion.

"I... damn! Evil capitalist! Actually giving money to employees!"

"Ten thousand per person... doesn't their factory have over a hundred people? That's over a million just in bonuses?!"

"The Main Streamer... he's just distributing the money he earned from the Top Supporter on the spot!"

"I'm crying. Just now I was crying because I was poor, now I'm crying because I'm moved! What kind of god-tier boss is this?! My company's boss only knows how to draw big cakes, the Main Streamer is handing out cash directly!"

"Are you still hiring? Main Streamer! I'm a 985 graduate, proficient in eight languages, know how to drive an excavator, and can even warm the bed! Do you think I still have a chance?"

"Get lost, you above! Main Streamer, look at me! Even though I'm a guy, I can change my gender for you!"

The atmosphere in the livestream room instantly transformed from the previous Versailles-style showing off into a large-scale job fair. Countless Netizens were madly @-ing Li Jiajun in the barrage, wanting to jump ship to this god-tier factory.

Li Jiajun watched these barrages, which had undergone a drastic change in style, feeling very pleased.

Buying people's hearts is sometimes just that simple.

Just as he was about to say a few more words to encourage the Netizens to work hard and strive to meet a good boss like himself in the future, a barrage with a unique style suddenly drifted by.

"Brothers... I just calmed down and thought about it, and suddenly I have a very bold idea..."

This barrage immediately attracted the attention of many people.

"What idea? Do you think the Main Streamer is going to share ten thousand yuan with you?"

"Spit it out if you have something to say!"

The Netizen didn't beat around the bush and immediately sent a second barrage.

"What do you think... the drone swarm that the Main Streamer created last night, the special effects were a bit too awesome... You say, could his technology... be targeted by the state? And then requisitioned by the state."

This barrage was like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

At first, it didn't cause much of a ripple; many people thought it was a joke.

"Hahahaha, has the guy above read too many fantasy novels? 'Targeted by the state'?"

"You're overthinking it. The Main Streamer is just a toy factory director. Would the state look at him? And besides, even if the special effects are awesome, it wouldn't get requisitioned."

Li Jiajun watched this barrage, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he felt speechless.

'Targeted by the state?'

'What kind of joke is that.'

'I am just an ordinary, law-abiding toy factory director committed to contributing to the international art cause.'

'Besides, what I built was clearly a toy, and I didn't use special effects; it was really a live scene, right? How could this be requisitioned?'

He shook his head, feeling that the imagination of this generation of Netizens was really too rich, exceeding the normal range of understanding.

He pretended not to see these increasingly outrageous barrages, cleared his throat, and gave a kind smile to the camera.

"Alright, family, that's it for today. I'm going to supervise the finance department in distributing the money. Everyone work hard, live well, and we'll see you next time."

After finishing, he decisively closed the livestream.

Leaving only the Netizens in the livestream room, who were still chattering away even with the screen black.