The most exciting part of Chapter 306 is coming!

Elder Qian twitched uncontrollably.

Elder Qian had lived for more than half a lifetime; as a founder of the nation's aerospace field, where could he go without being treated with the utmost respect?

Even leaders of major ministries had to politely call him "Elder Qian" when they saw him.

But today.

In this somewhat crude toy factory office, he was actually called a "poor relative" by a young brat in a disdainful tone to his face!

The lethality of those four words was simply too great, leaving Elder Qian completely stunned.

He was speechless to the extreme.

However.

Elder Qian was, after all, a top scientist who had weathered many storms.

His powerful psychological fortitude and obsession with scientific exploration allowed him to immediately suppress the sense of absurdity after only a brief moment of shock.

He didn't dwell on the title.

On the contrary.

Elder Qian immediately turned his attention back to the key point of the previous words.

The Air Force can use it!

The Air Force that flies in the sky!

Elder Qian's gaze moved from Li Jiajun's face and fixed onto the black Fishing Rod on the desk, which shimmered with a cold luster.

'It seems I really came to the right place this time!'

Such a thought emerged in his mind.

But.

Elder Qian still had great doubts in his heart.

Because as an insider, he knew all too well how high the threshold for carbon fiber materials was.

'I just don't know the grade of the carbon fiber on this Fishing Rod.'

'Can it really meet the strict requirements of our latest generation of fighter jets?'

'Can its strength reach T1100 grade? Is its temperature resistance up to par?'

These extremely professional indicators flashed through Elder Qian's mind.

Thinking of this, Elder Qian's heart skipped a beat.

He immediately realized an extremely serious problem.

This was a matter of great importance; how could such top-secret material, vital to the future of national defense, be displayed so openly in front of a camera?

This definitely couldn't be broadcast live anymore!

Once the footage was captured by people with ulterior motives abroad and the surface texture or reflective characteristics were analyzed, the loss would be immeasurable!

...

Elder Qian didn't hesitate.

He didn't even speak; he just slightly tilted his head and gave a subtle look to a plainclothes official he had brought along.

That official was professionally trained and reacted extremely quickly.

He understood immediately.

Without asking a single redundant question, the official strode forward and walked straight toward the phone stand used for the live stream in front of the desk.

At this time.

The tens of thousands of Netizens in the live stream room, who were craning their necks to watch the excitement, also noticed the strange atmosphere on the screen.

Looking at the expressionless figure who suddenly burst into the frame and rapidly approached.

The screen full of bullet comments changed instantly.

???

What's going on? Why is someone coming over?

This movement, this aura—it feels like they're up to no good!

It's over, the screen's going black.

Brothers, based on my many experiences watching the Militia General's live streams, we've entered the stage of force majeure intervention!

Some old fans who had been lurking in the live stream room for years and were well-versed in this process even began to post a countdown in unison in the comments.

3

2

1

Just as the "1" floated across the center of the screen.

The official's hand reached out mercilessly.

Without even saying hello, he decisively pressed the button to end the live stream.

The live stream room went black instantly.

All the clamor, all the speculation, and the enthusiasm of hundreds of thousands of Netizens were completely cut off on the other side of the network by that ruthless press.

...

Silence.

Without the chirping notification sounds from the live stream software, the office suddenly became quiet.

Li Jiajun stood there in a daze, looking at the suddenly darkened phone screen.

He felt his heart sinking straight down through his gut.

Looking at the official's skillful move to cut the line, Elder Qian's solemn and serious expression, and Liu Jianguo's dark face nearby that looked like it wanted to eat someone at any moment.

The bad premonition in Li Jiajun's heart grew stronger and stronger.

It was so strong that it made his scalp tingle with shock.

The corner of his mouth twitched violently.

'No way, right?'

'Is this for real?'

'Could it be that this Fishing Rod of mine, which I touted as "absolutely safe," has really run into problems again and is going to be requisitioned?'

Li Jiajun screamed inwardly, feeling even more wronged than Dou E.

To avoid the label of military industry and to earn a little money steadily.

He had calculated everything and avoided all possible minefields!

Not only did he change to a new factory to isolate himself from Liu Jianguo's bad luck, but he also specifically went to online fishing groups for market research.

He had customized it entirely according to the needs of fishing enthusiasts!

This thing didn't have gunpowder, nor did it have radar; it was just a thin stick used for fishing!

Why on earth was it being requisitioned?!

'No!'

'I absolutely cannot just sit here and wait for death!'

Li Jiajun felt this was too absurd.

He was a toy factory director with principles and ideals; he could never take on that mysterious "Arms Dealer" scapegoat label again.

He had to fight for himself!

He shook his head forcefully, trying to shake the fear of losing his product out of his mind.

Then.

He suddenly looked up at Elder Qian standing in front of him and made one last struggle.

"Elder Qian!"

Li Jiajun's voice was loud, filled with the urgency and grievance of someone suffering a monumental injustice.

"This must be a misunderstanding!"

He pointed at the Fishing Rod on the desk and argued loudly with sincere words:

"The formula for this Fishing Rod isn't something I just threw together myself!"

"It was finalized after consulting a Seasoned Old Angler!"

"I contacted him on QQ."

The more Li Jiajun spoke, the more righteous he felt.

"That brother is a real fishing fanatic. All those specs were requirements he came up with to catch big fish!"

"This is absolutely a pure civilian demand. It has nothing to do with what you're saying about the Air Force or fighter jets!"

...

Speaking to this point.

Li Jiajun seemed to have finally found a life-saving straw that could clear his "injustice."

Right!

As long as he got that Seasoned Old Angler who proposed the requirements to come forward and prove that these outrageous specs were just the ultimate pursuit of the fishing community, wouldn't he be cleared?

He hurriedly took his phone out of his pocket.

He looked at Elder Qian, then at Liu Jianguo, who still had a dark face.

Li Jiajun said with a look of absolute certainty:

"I'll ask him right now!"

"Let him prove for me that this is just an ordinary Fishing Rod and not something that can be requisitioned!"

As he spoke, he skillfully unlocked his phone screen and clicked the QQ icon, preparing to call for backup immediately.

...

Meanwhile.

Wang Dachui, who had been standing in the corner of the office and trying his best to minimize his presence from beginning to end.

Upon seeing his boss's move.

His already small, mung-bean-like eyes widened instantly.

Wang Dachui had originally been eating melon seeds while enjoying the high-level game of his toy factory director and Minister Liu "pretending not to know each other."

He had previously concluded that these two were acting together, studying a new way to show off.

But now.

As he watched his toy factory director's serious posture of "I'm going to call for backup" and "I'm going to find the expert behind the scenes to prove my innocence."

Wang Dachui was completely thrilled!

He felt the fat all over his body trembling.

He knew that this grand show had been building up for so long, and the emotions had reached their peak.

The most exciting part was coming!