Chapter 286 Everyone was delighted

On the Coaster minibus heading to the next inspection point.

Elder Qian felt a stir in his heart.

He dialed Liu Jianguo's number.

"Beep... beep..."

The call was answered quickly.

"Hello, Elder Qian? Are you looking for me at this hour because you have some instructions?"

Liu Jianguo's signature voice, slightly bureaucratic yet intimate, came through the receiver.

Elder Qian adjusted his sitting posture and asked tentatively:

"No major instructions. It's just that I'm currently out conducting research on our carbon fiber project."

"I'm asking you by the way, how has Factory Director Li been lately?"

"I've been busy running around factories these past few days and haven't had time to pay attention to him."

"Has he managed to make that Fishing Rod of his yet?"

...

On the other end of the line.

Liu Jianguo was sitting in his office and was taken aback upon hearing this.

Immediately, he spoke up:

"Sigh, Elder Qian, don't even mention it."

"That kid hasn't made any moves recently either."

"I asked him a couple of days ago, and he said he encountered a technical bottleneck and was scratching his head in frustration."

"You know how it is, private enterprises have a thin foundation. Trying to make something with a bit of technical content is like trying to cross the Flaming Mountains."

"I reckon it'll take a while longer."

...

Elder Qian frowned slightly upon hearing this, but he had only asked because he suddenly thought of Factory Director Li.

On the other side.

In Liu Jianguo's office.

"Phew..."

After hanging up the phone, Liu Jianguo was in an exceptionally good mood.

He hummed an unknown tune, hands behind his back, walking with a measured, confident stride as he strolled out of the office.

Destination: the unit's mailroom.

He had just received a pickup code on his phone, indicating a package had arrived.

No need to ask, it must be that super Fishing Rod!

A few minutes later.

Liu Jianguo returned to the office, cradling a long, heavy package.

"Whoa, look at this weight."

He weighed the box in his hands, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"Just as I guessed."

"This feel—it's heavy, you can tell right away that it's made with solid materials."

"It seems that kid didn't skimp on the carbon cloth and resin to meet the specifications I mentioned."

In his view, this feeling of heft was synonymous with sturdiness.

He couldn't wait to unpack it.

When that jet-black Fishing Rod, shimmering with dark gold light and featuring a unique dragon-scale pattern, was revealed before him...

Liu Jianguo's eyes lit up instantly.

"Oh, not bad."

"This appearance can definitely fool people."

He picked it up and gave it a couple of swings. The feel, the center of gravity, the backbone...

"Good stuff!"

"Absolutely good stuff!"

Liu Jianguo caressed the rod body, unable to put it down, feeling that he had really scored this time.

With this divine weapon, who in the fishing circle would dare call him the Commander of the Air Force again?

...

Meanwhile.

On the other side.

Baishui City, Li Family Toy Factory.

Li Jiajun was also sitting in front of his computer, looking at the data on his online store's backend.

Although discussions online about him running out of ideas and the fall of a generation of stunt bloggers were still fermenting because he hadn't pulled any stunts recently...

But he didn't care at all.

He even felt like laughing.

"Fall?"

"What a joke."

"This is what you call a transformation! This is industrial upgrading! Do you guys even understand?"

He looked at the constantly jumping order numbers on the backend, his mouth almost crooked from smiling so hard.

It must be said that although the jiajun brand powerful Fishing Rod didn't have any flashy advertising, relying on word-of-mouth fermentation after the first batch of users received their goods...

Sales were steadily climbing.

"Ding-dong! You have a new order!"

"Ding-dong! You have a new order!"

These crisp notification sounds, to Li Jiajun, were simply more beautiful than any symphony in the world.

This is the sound of money!

This is the sound of safety!

"This is the way."

"I'll just steadily sell my Fishing Rods and earn my money."

"No need to worry about being investigated, no need to worry about being watched by agents, and even less need to worry about being scammed by that weirdo Uncle Liu."

Li Jiajun took a sip of his happy water and felt like he had reached the pinnacle of life.

He could already imagine the scene of reaching the pinnacle of life, sitting on a yacht, holding a beauty in his left hand, holding a Fishing Rod in his right hand, and laughing at the world.

"This is the life I want."

...

In Liu Jianguo's office.

At this moment, Liu Jianguo's mood was equally bright.

Even brighter than Li Jiajun's.

Because for him, this was simply a double blessing.

The first joy: that Li Jiajun, who always made his heart race with fear, had finally calmed down, and his cardiovascular system had finally received a precious period of rest.

The second joy: this super Fishing Rod that had haunted his dreams had finally arrived in his hands.

Moreover, there was a third joy.

Just a moment ago, he received a call from home.

The vacation request he had previously submitted to the organization, to take his family to travel in a friendly foreign country, had finally been approved!

"Great!"

Liu Jianguo looked at the approval document on the desk, then looked at the new Fishing Rod that had just arrived.

A perfect plan formed in his mind.

"Since I'm on vacation, I'll take my wife and children out to relax properly."

"And by the way..."

His gaze fell on the shiny black Fishing Rod, and a look of anticipation appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"By the way, take this new rod and go cast a few times at the seaside abroad."

"I heard the fish over there are stupid and big."

"It's the perfect chance to test the quality of this rod!"

Liu Jianguo felt that life was bright.

As long as he stayed away from that troublemaker Li Jiajun, life was indeed full of sunshine everywhere.

He packed up his things and carefully put the Fishing Rod back into the rod case that looked very high-end.

Then, humming a tune and walking with a brisk pace, he prepared to go home and tell his wife and children the good news.

He didn't realize at all.

That this box in his hand.

Was absolutely not some toy to help him relax.