Chapter 24 This is physical evidence

The day after the bonuses were distributed, the atmosphere throughout the Li Family Toy Factory had changed.

Early in the morning, as the sun spilled into the workshop, the workers had already arrived, all of them glowing with health and brimming with energy. The dull, slightly numb atmosphere of past shifts had been swept away, replaced by friendly banter and the energetic sounds of machine maintenance.

"Old Zhang, why are you polishing that press so brightly? Trying to use it as a mirror?"

"Get lost! The Factory Manager said these are our rice bowls, we have to take good care of them! You should be cleaning the sludge off the molds on your side!"

"Hahaha, last night I gave that 10,000 yuan bonus to my wife. When we went to bed, she served me for a whole minute. That feeling—even a god wouldn't trade it!"

"Who says otherwise! My son's tuition for next semester is taken care of in one go! I've got energy to work now!"

"I just want to know why it was only a minute."

Wang Defa looked at this bustling scene, his eyes slightly moist. He held a thermos cup and walked to the door of the factory manager's office, just in time to see Li Jiajun walking out of the small lounge inside, yawning, looking like he hadn't fully woken up.

"Factory Manager, you're awake." Wang Defa's voice was filled with heartfelt admiration.

Li Jiajun rubbed his eyes, saw it was Wang Defa, and smiled: "Uncle Wang, so early. What's wrong? Was the bonus not issued correctly?"

"No, no, no!" Wang Defa waved his hands hurriedly, passing over the thermos cup, his face filled with simple excitement. "Factory Manager, I'm representing everyone to thank you! You didn't just save the factory; you let everyone benefit and gave us hope. Last night, several Master Craftsmen in the factory drank too much, pulled me aside, and insisted I come tell you this morning: wherever you point, we will strike! No hesitation!"

Li Jiajun took the steaming tea, feeling warm inside. He knew that from this moment on, this factory truly and completely belonged to him.

"Alright, Uncle Wang, that's being too polite. We're family; if there's money to be made, we'll definitely make it together." Li Jiajun took a sip of tea, feeling much more energetic. "Right, there's an important matter today. That batch of artwork needs to be packed and shipped. This is very important, can't be careless."

His eyes rolled, and an idea popped up.

'Such a commemorative moment, if I don't stream it, wouldn't it be like parading finery in the dark? I must let the Top Supporter and the Netizens see the professionalism of our Li Family Toy Factory!'

Thinking of this, he patted Wang Defa on the shoulder: "Uncle Wang, go call the young and strong guys to the warehouse to get ready to work. I need to prepare on my end too."

After saying this, he returned to his office, picked up his streaming phone, and skillfully started the stream. The title was concise: 《Packing is also an art》.

This unpretentious title, because of the resounding "reputation" he had accumulated over the past few days, attracted many Netizens to flood in the moment it started.

"Here we go! I want to see what kind of stunt the Main Streamer is pulling today!"

"Art? Does the Main Streamer have some misunderstanding about art? Isn't packing just manual labor?"

"I bet the Main Streamer will use a gold-rimmed mahogany box to pack his artwork; only that matches the status of the Top Supporter!"

Facing the teasing in the barrage, Li Jiajun ignored it. He was standing in the factory's huge, aged warehouse, full of the traces of time, directing the workers in packing operations.

For this batch of artwork, Li Jiajun spared no expense. Specially made, custom-molded black high-density anti-shock foam, every groove perfectly fitting the streamlined body of the drone. Thick anti-static pearl cotton that could be used as a mattress, and huge rolls of vacuum bags printed with cute cartoon bear heads.

Li Jiajun took the lead, picked up a drone, smoothly packed it into a vacuum bag, used a pump to remove the air, and then steadily placed it into the groove of the anti-shock foam.

While working, he unconsciously turned on his narration mode.

"family, see that? A qualified artist must not only be responsible for their own work but also for the work's journey. Every step of our packaging has a rationale."

He picked up a packed foam liner, carefully placed it into a custom hard plastic box, closed the lid, and then put on a corrugated box printed with the factory logo and that cartoon bear.

"See that? This is called double protection. The outer cardboard box is responsible for resisting the wind and rain during the journey, the inner plastic box provides sturdy structural support, and the innermost foam gives the artwork a warm and comfortable home. With this process, let alone sea freight, even if you threw it off a plane, as long as it doesn't land face-first, it won't break."

The Netizens, watching his serious and earnest appearance, were amused.

"Damn, is it really necessary for a toy? I've never seen a phone packed this carefully!"

"The Main Streamer's sense of ritual is truly maxed out! I'd have thought he was packing precision instruments!"

"Even throwing it off a plane, why don't you say just blast it with a cannon?"

Li Jiajun pretended not to see these barrages. He was directing the workers to carefully stack the packed cardboard boxes into a huge, sturdy-looking metal shipping container.

This shipping container was something he had spent a lot of money to rent, specifically for international ocean transport. He felt that since it was artwork, it had to look like artwork; he couldn't just find a broken box and shove it in.

When the last box was steadily placed into the container, a burst of warm applause rang out in the warehouse. The workers looked at the fully packed container, their faces filled with pride.

Li Jiajun clapped his hands in satisfaction.

He took a huge, rolled-up sticker, taller than a person, from a worker nearby.

"Come on, family, the most critical step is here."

He faced the camera and slowly unfolded the huge sticker.

It was a beautifully designed logo sticker. On a white background, a line of large, bold red characters read: Li Family Toy Factory, and below it was a slightly smaller line of English: Li's Toy Factory. Next to the logo was that cute cartoon bear, waving its hand in a naive and adorable way.

Li Jiajun took this huge sticker and walked to the side of the gray metal container.

He faced the camera and began his explanation solemnly.

"family, this is the first step for our Li Family Toy Factory to go global. Building a brand image is crucial. A good logo can make our products stand out among the many mediocre goods."

"So, this logo must be pasted straight and well, so that everyone who sees this container during transport—whether it's customs officials, dock workers, or even pirates passing by—will be immediately attracted by the strong artistic atmosphere of our brand and firmly remember its name: Li Family Toy Factory!"

As he spoke, he carefully peeled off the backing, and together with Wang Defa and two other workers, it took a massive effort to stick this huge logo sticker flat on the most prominent position of the container.

The bright red characters "Li Family Toy Factory" looked exceptionally striking and glaring on the gray metal box body.

The Netizens in the streaming room, seeing this scene, were already laughing so hard they couldn't straighten their backs.

"Hahahaha! I can't! The Streamer understands marketing! He's afraid others won't know this batch of goods was made by him!"

"And pirates... pirates would shake their heads after seeing it, muttering, 'Bad luck, why is it a batch of toys'!"

"That's killing the heart! He not only wants to earn the Top Supporter's money, but also wants the Big Brother's container to give him free advertising on the sea!"

Li Jiajun looked at his masterpiece and nodded with satisfaction. He seemed to have already seen how, when this container traveled across the ocean and docked at a foreign port, that bright red logo would attract the eyes of countless art enthusiasts.

Then, he took out his phone, opened the encrypted chat software, and confirmed the final delivery address with A White Cloth on the Head.

The other party quickly sent an address and contact information for a transit port in Southeast Asia.

Li Jiajun glanced at it, didn't think much, and forwarded the address directly to the logistics company.

While forwarding, he habitually muttered again: "Sigh, artists are particular. To ensure the mystery of the artwork, they even specifically set up a transit warehouse abroad. Unlike ordinary people, who have to run to the station to pick up things themselves, and get a cold shoulder from the courier if they are five minutes late. The gap between people is sometimes bigger than the gap between humans and dogs. Of course, the ordinary people here refer to you guys; I'm a factory manager, so the courier wouldn't dare give me a cold shoulder."

The Netizens in the streaming room were already used to his official-style complaints that popped up from time to time, and they flooded the barrage with "Are you polite?" and "Reported, you're welcome."

Li Jiajun closed the chat window with a big heart. What he didn't know was that the huge logo he personally pasted would, in the near future, appear on news headlines around the world in a way he never expected, becoming a piece of material evidence.