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Chapter 443 The Next Direction
Baishui City.
Inside that well-lit office of the Li Family Toy Factory.
His gaze lingered on the phone screen, where the background data was surging like the rising tide of a river.
Li Jiajun leaned back, comfortably reclining in that large, soft executive chair.
Sunlight spilled through the clean glass windows, gilding his shoulders with a golden outline.
Deep down, he was actually a bit superstitious.
'This is all clean money spontaneously given to me by my fans.'
'This is true market recognition.'
'Since I'm seeing so much clean money now, maybe the Heavens are guiding me toward the right path.'
'As long as I follow this pure commercial momentum...'
'Maybe my next small toy invention will be a completely proper toy, one that definitely won't attract an official motorcade, and certainly won't be requisitioned.' This thought surfaced in his mind.
Following this line of thought.
He quickly calculated a beautiful blueprint for the future in his head.
In that fictional, wonderful vision.
Several modern assembly lines of the Li Family Toy Factory were running at full speed, with small toys coming off the conveyor belts.
Large batches of trucks were transporting these toys to maternal and child stores and supermarkets across the country.
Children were clutching the toys, grinning from ear to ear.
There were no requisitions, no Uncle Liu, and no poor relatives like Old Mr. Qian.
There was only pure happiness and countless civilian orders.
Thinking of such leisurely days, devoid of heart-pounding thrills and filled only with peaceful times.
The corners of Li Jiajun's mouth curled up uncontrollably into an exceptionally brilliant smile.
...
After being immersed in the beautiful fantasy for a moment.
He quickly snapped back to reality.
He looked at the gift effects still fluttering down like snowflakes in the livestream room.
Sports cars, yachts, and those virtual rockets constantly ascending.
He cleared his throat.
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"First, I'd like to thank the brothers for the small gifts."
Li Jiajun spoke into the microphone in a very light and natural tone.
"I didn't expect you guys, who used to be so stingy, to actually take the initiative to send me gifts."
When he said this.
His face was full of sincerity.
A light of gratification flickered in his clear eyes.
...
And as soon as those words came out.
The originally warm and touching atmosphere of the livestream room instantly reversed.
The over one hundred thousand Netizens hidden behind their screens.
Just a second ago, everyone was still immersed in the noble self-satisfaction of 'we are unsung heroes, we are giving back to the Militia General'.
Many people even had tears in their eyes, their fingers constantly clicking on the recharge interface, preparing to send a few more expensive Carnivals.
But the very next second.
They heard that young Factory Director use the most sincere expression to spit out the word 'stingy'.
Immediately, the fans were left speechless.
Then, they all started sending bullet chats again.
"Main Streamer, those words... why do I feel like you're not actually praising us?"
"No, Main Streamer, are you serious?"
"I didn't expect that we were actually so stingy in your heart before. To change our image in your mind, I've decided... to send you one free 'Power of Love' gift every day from now on."
At this time.
Li Jiajun glanced at the bullet chats and got to the main point.
"Brothers, I don't know what direction to take for the next toy. Brothers, give me a direction."
Li Jiajun put down his teacup, and his voice became serious.
That look of humbly seeking advice wasn't faked in the slightest.
After all.
Compared to any small gifts.
Li Jiajun was still most concerned about what small toy to invent next.
He urgently needed a research and development idea that was truly down-to-earth, had a market, and absolutely no hidden dangers.
Great wisdom only exists among the masses.
He believed that in this livestream room, which gathered over a hundred thousand Netizens of different professions and age groups, he could definitely fish out a brilliant idea.
...
As soon as this serious plea for help was thrown out.
The over one hundred thousand viewers across the screens instantly felt the change in Little Factory Director Li's tone.
Immediately, they stopped joking around.
Those comments that were still sending free gifts and clamoring for revenge quickly disappeared from the public screen.
One after another, they stopped the jokes they were typing on their keyboards.
The scrolling speed of the bullet chats in the livestream room slowed down briefly.
Countless people sat before their computers or held their phones.
Everyone looked at the young Factory Director on the screen, whose face was full of a thirst for knowledge, and began to frantically rack their brains for all sorts of creative ideas.