Chapter 333 Toys are no longer being produced.

Li Jiajun sat in his boss chair.

His head drooped, and he let out a heavy sigh.

At the thought of that Carbon Fiber production line being hauled away by heavy trucks overnight, he felt as if his heart were bleeding.

He had been requisitioned again.

He clearly just wanted to make toys properly and earn a little money honestly, so why was it that every time he developed something, it ended up being hauled away by the National Team?

This feeling of all his efforts coming to nothing made him feel that being this factory director was truly too frustrating.

However.

A few days later.

Things took a turn.

You see.

The leaders in charge of handling this matter also saw that every time Li Jiajun was requisitioned, he was nearly being requisitioned into a psychological shadow.

This kid's resistance was already visibly overflowing.

Like this time.

He had actually gone to such great lengths to set up a new factory area, and even used an alias on QQ, hiding from Liu Jianguo like he was guarding against a thief.

This level of wariness was enough to show how much trauma the previous thorough requisitions had caused to his young heart.

...

So.

In order to appease this special hero who had repeatedly performed extraordinary feats but was always forced to "hand over the family fortune."

This time, the officials specially formulated a very humane set of compensatory measures.

A formal notice stamped with a large red seal was politely delivered to Li Jiajun's desk by a designated person.

The content of the notice was very simple.

Although that flagship production line capable of producing aerospace-grade Carbon Fiber had been taken away.

However.

The state allowed him to use the remaining scraps and equipment with downgraded parameters to produce sub-grade Carbon Fiber Fishing Rod.

Furthermore, this sub-grade Fishing Rod was permitted to circulate freely in the civilian market without any restrictions.

When Li Jiajun held this document and read every word of its contents clearly.

He sat dazed in his chair.

It took a full half-minute before he suddenly snapped out of it.

A wave of ecstasy instantly swept through his brain.

'It's saved!'

'I actually kept a production line!' This thought surfaced in his mind.

His ill-fated Fishing Rod factory had finally not been completely requisitioned.

This also meant that after experiencing a series of "arms" controversies like drones and elderly joy, the Li Family Toy Factory.

Finally had its first product aimed at the civilian population.

Originally, Li Jiajun thought he was going to be completely "raided" again this time.

Just like the previous times, where they wouldn't even leave him a single blueprint.

But now that he knew the state was still letting him produce sub-grade Fishing Rod, the gloom in his heart was swept away.

He grabbed the document and jumped up from his chair, grinning from ear to ear instantly.

With this sub-grade Fishing Rod as a fallback, he could still dominate the fishing circle and earn a fortune.

...

Li Jiajun, now in a great mood, simply couldn't suppress his desire to share.

He immediately swung into action.

He pulled a phone stand out of his drawer and fixed it firmly onto his wide desk.

He adjusted the camera angle and tidied his hair.

He clicked on that live streaming app that hadn't seen any activity for several days and immediately started a broadcast.

He couldn't wait to announce this matter to everyone in the stream.

More importantly.

He wanted to prove to all the old bros across the internet who had been doubting him.

That he, Li Jiajun, had finally created an ordinary civilian toy without any dangerous attributes.

As soon as the stream started.

The system's notification sound rang out on the phones of countless fans who followed him.

In just a few minutes.

The number of online viewers in the stream climbed rapidly, soon breaking twenty or thirty thousand.

While not exactly top-tier, these were all highly active die-hard fans.

Watching the entry notifications constantly flickering on the screen.

Li Jiajun cleared his throat, a proud and brilliant smile appearing on his face.

“Good afternoon, family.”

He leaned back in his chair, greeting them in a very relaxed and pleasant tone.

“There was a small situation at the factory the past two days, so I took a break for a few days.”

“But starting the stream today, I mainly want to announce some good news to everyone.”

He deliberately left them in suspense, pausing for a moment.

Only after seeing a string of question marks floating across the bullet chat did he continue with satisfaction.

“Our factory's latest self-developed jiajun brand Carbon Fiber Fishing Rod has passed rigorous testing and can be mass-produced immediately.”

“This is a set of purely sub-grade civilian fishing equipment.”

“Absolutely formal, absolutely legal.”

“From now on, no one needs to worry about having their water meter checked for buying our factory's products!”

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

He felt that this was how the live stream of a harmless toy factory director should look.

...

However.

He had overestimated this generation of Netizen's interest in "serious products."

He also underestimated the ability of these silly Netizen to collect gossip and rumors.

Just as he was enthusiastically introducing the excellent tensile performance of the sub-grade Fishing Rod.

The direction of the bullet chat in the stream did not follow his script at all.

The Netizen didn't care much about this sub-grade Fishing Rod at all.

To them, if a toy couldn't be used for war, could it still be called a product of the Li Family Toy Factory?

For a moment.

Countless Netizen began to frantically make memes in the bullet chat.

Those "well-informed individuals" who had somehow obtained rumors began to frantically lead the narrative in the bullet chat.

“Main Streamer, stop pretending, we all know.”

“Still saying you're not a Militia General? This time your Fishing Rod was requisitioned again, and it's even being used in the aerospace field!”

As soon as this bullet chat appeared.

It was like splashing a ladle of cold water into a boiling pot of oil; the entire stream instantly boiled over.

Countless Netizen began to copy and paste this highly damaging sentence.

The dense text was like a series of white waterfalls, instantly covering Li Jiajun's smiling face.

“What the hell is a sub-grade Fishing Rod? You gave the best stuff to the state and are selling the scraps to the brothers, right?”

“I'm dying of laughter, even a Fishing Rod can be made for the Space Agency. Main Streamer, what other surprises are there that I don't know about?”

Immediately after.

An even more heart-piercing tease lit up in the center of the screen.

“And you still say you're not a zhenghuobloggger!”

...

This sentence was like the finishing touch, completely igniting the joyful atmosphere of the stream.

The entire screen was filled with the four words "zhenghuobloggger."

Sitting in front of the screen, Li Jiajun only felt speechless.

He took a deep breath.

When encountering bad bullet chats, he would pretend not to see them.

This was his traditional skill as a big Streamer.

He tilted his head slightly, trying to find a few normal comments in the corner of the screen discussing fishing techniques to read out.

Trying to forcibly pull the topic back to the product itself.

However.

He couldn't avoid it at all.

Floating across the entire screen were nothing but relentless and heartless teases.

Looking at these overwhelming, heart-piercing bullet chats.

The brilliant smile that had just been hanging on his face.

Instantly froze on his face.

At this moment, he even had the thought of not wanting to continue producing toys anymore.

...

(PS: Collecting ideas for the next story, what toys should be produced?)