Chapter 300: The more they try to explain, the worse it gets!

Li Jiajun's head, which had already turned away, was like a heavily rusted gear.

Little by little.

With extreme difficulty, it turned back.

Hallucination.

Li Jiajun frantically comforted himself in his heart, thinking that he must have been too tired from researching the Fishing Rod lately, leading to a mental illusion.

However, when his vision completely focused.

What he faced was Liu Jianguo with a dark expression.

The expression on that face was even darker than the bottom of a pot, as if the surrounding air was compressed by this low pressure.

Clearly, Liu Jianguo had heard every single word of that "poor relative" comment.

The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, his eyes fixed on Li Jiajun, his face so dark it could drip ink.

While the two of them were staring at each other.

The livestream room in front of Li Jiajun had already completely exploded.

Countless Netizens were boiling with excitement.

"Holy crap! Uncle Liu really came!"

"It's over, it's over, the Main Streamer has been caught again!"

"A sight to behold! This is the grand finale of the year I've been waiting for! Damn, I was waiting for this show to celebrate the New Year."

"The Spring Festival Gala should perform this."

"Why wasn't this show on during the Spring Festival Gala?"

"This familiar sense of pressure, this familiar entrance—Main Streamer, are you still going to say you're not soliciting a requisition?"

"The sight we love to see has appeared! What's going to be requisitioned this time?"

"Your Excellency, the General", hahaha, you were so confident before..."

Lines of bullet chats rolled frantically across the screen like a waterfall.

The Netizens were as excited as if they were celebrating the New Year.

Looking at the bullet chats on the screen that were eager for chaos, and then at Liu Jianguo standing silently at the door.

Li Jiajun only felt speechless in his heart.

But.

After a brief moment of panic, he, who was naturally thick-skinned, came to his senses.

'What's there to panic about?'

'What do I have to be nervous about?'

'These Netizens are just making a fuss and stirring up trouble!'

Li Jiajun frantically built up his psychological defenses in his heart.

He felt that this time was definitely not for requisitioning.

What a joke, this is just a Fishing Rod!

Moreover, before producing this Fishing Rod, he had specifically joined a QQ group and humbly consulted the "Seasoned Old Angler" in the group.

That was a group of pure fishing enthusiasts.

He had designed and manufactured this product entirely according to the needs of a veteran angler; it was definitely a pure civilian route.

Even if he had added a tiny bit of black technology to make the Fishing Rod a bit stronger and more durable.

But that didn't change the essence of it being a Fishing Rod!

Could he be requisitioned just because this Fishing Rod caught too many fish?

That would be the height of absurdity!

So here comes the question.

Since it wasn't because the product was being requisitioned, why did Uncle Liu suddenly appear here, and with such a terrible expression?

Li Jiajun's brain worked rapidly.

Soon, in his peculiar train of thought, he found a perfect and extremely reasonable explanation.

'I get it.'

'The reason Uncle Liu is so angry is purely because I kept it from him.'

'To guard against him, I secretly bought this new factory area and started working right away without even saying a word to him.'

'As an elder I have a good relationship with, he must feel uncomfortable finding out I'm avoiding him, thinking I'm treating him like a thief.'

'This is practically treating Uncle Liu like a Little Sun!'

Such a thought emerged in Li Jiajun's mind.

Once this logic was clear, Li Jiajun's confidence instantly surged.

As long as it wasn't a requisition, everything would be easy to handle!

He glanced at the livestream bullet chats that were still rolling frantically.

Those Netizens were still constantly spamming comments like "being requisitioned" and "the General has been caught."

This made Li Jiajun, who had always tried his best to distance himself from his "military-industrial identity" and longed to be a stable private entrepreneur, feel very displeased.

To prevent the Netizens from continuing to misunderstand.

And to save some face in this livestream room with tens of thousands of people and prove he was truly an innocent, legitimate businessman.

Li Jiajun decided to take the initiative.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his posture, and made himself look more composed.

Then, in front of countless Netizens, he cleared his throat.

He turned around, facing Liu Jianguo who was radiating low pressure at the door, and forced an enthusiastic yet innocent smile onto his face.

"Um..."

Li Jiajun looked at Liu Jianguo and asked loudly in a relaxed tone:

"Uncle Liu, you're not... here to requisition my Fishing Rod this time, are you?"

"Quickly tell the Netizens, so they don't misunderstand."

He said this very skillfully.

It seemed like a question, but it was actually a checkmate.

His goal was clear: to use the livestream camera to get Liu Jianguo to personally admit that his visit had nothing to do with "requisitioning."

As long as Uncle Liu spoke up to clarify.

Then his identity as a "Toymaker for the People" would be completely solidified, and those loudmouthed Netizens would have nothing left to say.

Li Jiajun looked at Liu Jianguo with full confidence, waiting for the other party's cooperative line: "Of course not, I just happened to be passing by to see you."

...

The air went silent.

Liu Jianguo stood there, facing Li Jiajun's face full of expectation and smiles, and then glanced at the livestream camera pointing right at him.

The anger in his heart was like a bucket of gasoline had been poured on it, flaring up instantly.

This kid actually dared to start a livestream online to sell this thing?

He actually dared to ask if he was here for a requisition?

Liu Jianguo thought of his perfect vacation that had been completely ruined, his wife's complaints, and the nonsensical "Spy Theory" his daughter had shouted to save him.

He thought of the panic and despair he experienced at the security checkpoint, which could be described as social death.

All of this was thanks to this kid in front of him who was smiling like a flower!

And now, this kid actually wanted him to cooperate in an act to clear his name in front of the Netizens?

In his dreams!

So, in the next moment.

"I indeed am here for a requisition."

These few words weren't loud, but they were powerful and resonant.

When he said this, his face remained dark.

After all, this kid had ruined his vacation and put him through an unprecedented psychological ordeal.

He was in no mood to play any games of back-and-forth with the other party.

He wanted to use the most direct and heartless way to ruthlessly shatter this kid's fantasies and tell him the cruel reality.

...

As Liu Jianguo's voice fell.

And Li Jiajun, sitting in his chair.

Hearing this answer, he subconsciously followed up with:

"Ah, it's good that you're not here for a requisition, I knew it..."

The smile on Li Jiajun's face hadn't completely faded; as he spoke, he was even preparing to turn around and boast to the Netizens.

But halfway through his sentence.

His voice stopped abruptly.

The smile on his face instantly froze like a layer of ice.

After a brief delay, his brain's CPU finally parsed the true meaning of Liu Jianguo's words just now.

'I indeed am here for a requisition.'

These few words kept expanding and echoing in his mind.

Li Jiajun stared blankly at Liu Jianguo.

He was so shocked his scalp felt numb, and he felt like all the blood in his body was flowing backward at this moment.

He suddenly realized that what his Uncle Liu said didn't seem to be the answer he wanted.

No.

How is this possible?

I freaking made a stick for fishing!

I didn't even install a single electronic component!

How on earth can this thing be associated with the word 'requisition'?!

'Wait, this???????!!!!'