Chapter 250 You have been deleted by the other party

Across the ocean, the Ugly Country, New York.

Inside a high-security conference room at the residence of the Eastern Country's delegation to the United Nations.

Minister Wang stood at the head of the long conference table, his gaze sweeping over every core diplomat present.

These people were the elites of the Eastern Country's diplomatic front, the mouthpiece and shield of the nation.

But lately, due to the Ugly Country's aggressive "Space Res Nullius" proposal, everyone's faces bore a hint of fatigue and gravity that was hard to hide.

But now, after hearing the "shocking good news" Minister Wang brought from home, everyone's spirit was refreshed, and a raging fighting spirit was rekindled in their eyes.

"Comrades, this is the situation."

Minister Wang leaned forward slightly, hands propped on the table, his eyes sharp as a knife.

"Now, we hold a trump card that no one expects. But this card cannot be played directly."

"We need to use a more... heart-piercing way to play this card."

He cleared his throat and laid out the response strategy centered on an "open scheme" to his core team.

"The core is to feign intense opposition at the upcoming United Nations meeting! We must not only oppose but oppose with all our might, letting the whole world see our 'tragic struggle' to maintain 'space justice'!"

"We want to lull the Ugly Country into a false sense of security, making them think we've been backed into a corner, making them think that passing this proposal will completely lock down our path to space development."

At this point, a smile appeared at the corner of Minister Wang's mouth.

"After they have exhausted all their strength and used all their hegemonic means to push through this 'Space Res Nullius' proposal with great difficulty..."

"We can show our hand directly!"

"Using the rules they established themselves, we can tell the world openly—sorry, according to your new rules, those ten thousand-plus satellites in the sky are now the legal property of our Eastern Country, sacred and inviolable!"

"Let them lift a stone only to drop it on their own feet!"

After hearing this "heart-piercing" open scheme, all the diplomats present were stunned for a moment.

Then, it was as if someone had struck a match in a dull room, igniting a room full of dry wood.

Everyone's eyes lit up instantly!

That light was the excitement of finally seeing the dawn of a counterattack after being suppressed for so long, and a yearning for this top-level strategic game.

"Good! Excellent!"

"This move is simply brilliant!"

"Defeat magic with magic! No, this is using the rogue's own rules to punish the rogue himself!"

"When the time comes, the face of the Representative of the Ugly Country will surely be more colorful than their national debt!"

The previously low morale was instantly boosted. The meeting room was filled with a desire for victory. Everyone was eager to rush to the UN venue and act their hearts out, performing the drama of "grief and indignation," "helplessness," and "going forward despite ten thousand people opposing."

Seeing how excited everyone was, Minister Wang pressed his hands down, signaling for silence.

His expression became serious again, and he said in a deep voice:

"However, there's one more thing to note."

"Even though we have the trump card, we must put on the full act. Before that, we need to create some momentum in public opinion. We need the media to cooperate and publish more articles about our space technology 'hitting a bottleneck' or the 'gw constellation project being obstructed,' to make the Ugly Country even more convinced that we are desperate."

"Don't let them see through our open scheme."

Having said this, Minister Wang paused and sighed softly.

He was cautious by nature. Although the Ugly Country had made many stupid moves over the years, he never underestimated anyone.

After all, there's a saying: even a fool, after a thousand thoughts, will have one gain.

"This time, if we want to win, we must win beautifully, win so they are left speechless!"

...

Meanwhile.

Eastern Country, Lu Province, Baishui City.

In the manager's office of the Li Family Toy Factory.

Li Jiajun was sitting in his executive chair, staring blankly at the ceiling, twirling a ballpoint pen in his hand.

"Sigh..."

He let out a long sigh.

He was currently thinking about what product to make next.

This time, he swore he would make a product that was "absolutely safe," "absolutely civilian," and "absolutely impossible to have even a cent's worth of connection to the military industry!"

Just as he was racking his brains and felt like he was about to hit a dead end in his thinking.

"Ding-dong."

The phone on the desk suddenly rang.

It was a WeChat notification sound.

Li Jiajun picked up the phone and swiped the screen.

At the top of the WeChat list, a new message popped up.

It was from Uncle Liu, Liu Jianguo, the man he both loved and hated, who often cleaned up his messes but also frequently set him up.

The message was short but exuded a mysterious confidence:

"Little Li, I've thought of an idea."

Seeing this message, Li Jiajun's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

A wave of annoyance washed over him.

'An idea?'

'You still have the face to mention an idea to me?'

Li Jiajun looked at the line of text on the screen, speechless.

He hadn't forgotten that long ago, this old fellow had solemnly promised to show him a clear path.

And the result?

He broke the promise!

He didn't even say a word! Instead, he conveniently requisitioned two more of my products. Is 'conveniently' really faster than the Express Delivery Company?

In his eyes, this old fellow's credit had long since gone bankrupt.

He didn't want to deal with official people at all right now, especially this Liu Jianguo.

So...

Li Jiajun sneered, his fingers operating rapidly on the screen.

Click the avatar, click the three dots in the upper right corner, click the red option at the bottom.

[Delete Contact]

[Confirm]

Smooth as flowing water, all in one go.

After finishing all this, Li Jiajun tossed his phone onto the desk, feeling like the whole world was finally quiet.

...

On the other side.

In an office of a military industrial unit in the suburbs of the Imperial Capital.

Liu Jianguo was sitting at his desk, holding a teacup, with a kind smile on his face that said "I am very clever" and "I am an elder."

You see, after he thought of letting Li Jiajun produce Fishing Rods, he reviewed it himself and felt the idea was brilliant. Fishing Rods were purely for entertainment; could they be used to fish for aircraft carriers? Absolutely safe! That's why he reached out to Li Jiajun.

At this moment, after sending that WeChat message saying "I've thought of an idea," he was staring happily at his phone screen, waiting for Li Jiajun to ask more.

He thought the kid would definitely be moved to tears of gratitude and would keep asking him what the good idea was.

However.

One minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed.

The phone was quiet; on the screen was only that lonely message he had sent, with no response.

"Hmm?"

Liu Jianguo frowned slightly, a bit puzzled.

"What is this kid doing? So busy? He won't even reply to Uncle Liu's message?"

He waited a while longer, but still no movement.

Liu Jianguo couldn't sit still.

He put down his teacup, picked up his phone, and decided to take the initiative to pique the kid's curiosity.

So, his fingers poked clumsily at the screen, and he sent another message:

"Little Li, don't you want to know what this idea is?"

Click send.

The next second.

The screen jumped.

A red exclamation mark appeared to the left of the message.

Then, a line of grey system prompt text popped up below:

"The other party has enabled friend verification. You are not his/her friend yet. Please send a friend verification request first. You can only chat after the other party has verified it."

Huh?

The smile on Liu Jianguo's face froze instantly.

He stared blankly at the red exclamation mark, then at that cold system prompt.

He felt his brain go "buzz," and everything went blank.

This...

What does this mean?

Friend verification?

After being stunned for several seconds, Liu Jianguo finally reacted.

"I... I was deleted?!"

"This Little Rascal... deleted me?!"

Liu Jianguo's eyes widened, and he almost couldn't catch his breath, nearly passing out.

He felt a tightness in his chest, as if he had been punched hard.

"I don't believe it!"

Liu Jianguo gritted his teeth; he refused to believe it.

With trembling fingers, he clicked the [Send Friend Verification] button.

Then he wrote in the verification request: [Little Li! It's your Uncle Liu! Your finger must have slipped, right? Hurry up and add me back!]

Send.

A few seconds later.

No response.

A few more minutes passed, and there was still no notification of approval.

Liu Jianguo got anxious.

He exited WeChat, went to his contacts, found Li Jiajun's phone number, and dialed it fiercely.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is busy, please try again later..."

A cold mechanical female voice came from the receiver.

Liu Jianguo refused to believe it, hung up, and dialed again.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is busy..."

Still busy.

After dialing five or six times in a row, it was always busy.

As an old hand in the world, how could Liu Jianguo not understand what was going on?

This wasn't being busy at all.

He had been blacklisted!

Clatter.

The phone slipped from Liu Jianguo's hand and fell onto the desk.

This battle-hardened military industry big shot, who was just feeling smug about his brilliant idea, now slumped in his chair, questioning his life.

WeChat deleted.

Phone blacklisted.

Am I... completely loathed by that kid?