Chapter 264 As long as we don't get involved with Uncle Liu, this is a sure thing!

Baishui City, Li Family Toy Factory.

Although he kept saying he wanted to "make a purely and absolutely civilian product," when Li Jiajun picked up his phone again and saw the ban notification, his heart couldn't help but twitch.

"Musk..."

"Just you wait."

"Sooner or later, I'm going to buy your Twitter and then ban your account too! Then I'll turn that eldest daughter of yours, who's so busy having kids, into a big internet por— cough, a big internet celebrity!"

Li Jiajun made a vow through gritted teeth.

However, vows aside, life had to go on.

After experiencing the "social death" of a global live stream, having his Twitter account banned, and no longer being able to appreciate those "big, white, and black" arts...

"Whew..."

He took a deep breath, picked up the Fat Happy Water from the table, took a large gulp, and tried his best to soothe his wounded soul.

Since he had already started taking action long ago, why did he lie and say he had "no ideas" when Liu Jianguo asked about his progress earlier?

This had to do with Li Jiajun's astonishing "insight" and "logical closed loop."

After several painful experiences of "passively serving the country," Li Jiajun learned his lesson and conducted a profound review.

He discovered a startling pattern—

Every single time!

Note that every single time he was requisitioned or his product went off track, Liu Jianguo's shadow was behind it!

The Swarm Drone was Liu Jianguo coming to clean up the mess.

The robot dog was caused by Liu Jianguo sending the wrong file.

Even the sky rocket this time was only blindly figured out because Liu Jianguo had broken his promise and failed to guide him earlier.

What did this prove?

It proved that this man, Liu Jianguo, was sinister!

He was the root of all evil that led to his products being requisitioned!

Therefore.

To ensure that this fishing rod project would be "pure," "civilian," and "safe."

Li Jiajun made a decision that went against his ancestors... oh no, a decision that went against common sense.

He decided to impose a "technology blockade" on Liu Jianguo!

That's right.

The reason he lied to Liu Jianguo about having "no ideas" was to lull the other party into a false sense of security.

He was terrified that if a "sinister" guy like Liu Jianguo knew the true progress of the project or got involved, that "evil energy" on him would once again contaminate this new project.

What if Uncle Liu casually said, "It would be great if this fishing rod could extend and be used as a police baton"? Wouldn't he be finished again?

So, he had to guard against it!

And it had to be a strict defense!

To physically isolate this contamination, Li Jiajun even went to extremes.

He didn't conduct research and development in the current old factory area.

Instead, he sneakily bought another small factory on the other side of Baishui City.

He planned to move all R&D and production work to that new factory.

"Hehe."

Thinking of this, a smug smile appeared on the corner of Li Jiajun's mouth.

"New factory, new project, new atmosphere."

"And it's completely hidden from Uncle Liu."

"I refuse to believe it can still be requisitioned like this!"

"Nothing else should go wrong this way, right?"

He felt that this time, he was as steady as an old dog.

...

Back to reality.

Li Jiajun pulled back his thoughts and turned his gaze to the computer screen in front of him.

On the screen, a QQ group icon was flashing wildly, and the message notification sound was beeping incessantly.

The group name was very interesting—[Air Force Brigade (Anglers Never Go Home Empty-Handed)].

This was a group for anglers to communicate that he had specifically joined for the R&D of the fishing rod.

After all, as a serious toy factory director, Li Jiajun had never made a fishing rod before, nor did he know how to fish.

As the saying goes, different trades are like different worlds.

To make a good product, one must first understand user needs.

To figure out what qualities a fishing rod actually needed, he not only spent a lot of money to buy a bunch of various big-brand fishing rods from home and abroad to study in the warehouse.

He also specifically joined this group to lurk and listen to these brothers boast.

At this moment.

He clicked on the group chat and looked at the private message window with a brother in the group, a smile appearing on his lips.

This brother's screen name was very simple: "The willing one gets hooked."

Although the name was a bit cliché, his words were very professional; he was clearly a Seasoned Old Angler.

Li Jiajun had been chatting with him over the past two days, asking him what makes a good fishing rod.

The other party was also quite enthusiastic and told him everything he knew.

Li Jiajun looked at the words of wisdom the other party had sent in the chat history, his fingers lightly tapping on the table.

[The willing one gets hooked: Little brother, you want to make a fishing rod? First, you have to look at the backbone! If the backbone isn't good, it simply won't hold up when you encounter a big catch!]

[The willing one gets hooked: Also, it must be light! It must be light! If it feels like holding a fire poker, your arm will be ruined after a day of fishing.]

[The willing one gets hooked: It also needs to be stiff enough, but not brittle. It needs to have toughness and be able to spring the fish back like a spring!]

Li Jiajun took notes in a notebook on the side as he read.

"Backbone..."

"Lightweight..."

"High strength..."

"High toughness..."

In his communication with this "old angler," he had already listed a long string of key qualities required for a fishing rod.

Although he hadn't officially started R&D yet, with these clear demand indicators, wouldn't the rest be a piece of cake given his intelligence?

"These are the user pain points!"

Li Jiajun sighed with emotion.

"As long as these pain points are solved, the fishing rod produced will definitely sell well!"

"When the time comes, I'll just be a quiet man of wealth, counting money every day until my hands cramp."

Just as he was imagining a beautiful life in the future.

"Ding-dong!"

The phone placed on the table suddenly rang.

Li Jiajun picked it up and looked.

His brow furrowed instantly.

It was a WeChat message.

The sender was the person he was trying his best to avoid—Liu Jianguo.

[Highest Excellence is Like Water (Uncle Liu): Little Li, how have things been these past few days? Is there any progress on the fishing rod project? Surely there's no progress yet, right?]