Chapter 456 I'm Really Not Wearing a White Clothes Over My Head

Inside the office.

The cool breeze from the air conditioner drifted out through the gaps in the blinds.

Wang Dachui clutched the blueprint depicting the painting machine, a fine layer of sweat already beading on his forehead.

The edges of the paper had become slightly soft and wrinkled from the sweat in his palms.

He simply couldn't stop his brain from running wild.

For the past six months or so.

He knew all too well his factory director's bizarre knack for having "whatever he builds get requisitioned."

As long as it was a design drawing taken out of this brightly lit office.

The more harmless it looked on the surface, the more earth-shattering the trouble it caused in the end.

Take those previous Tracked Armored Vehicles, individual Exoskeletons, and that Thermobaric Fire Extinguishing Bomb that made people go weak in the knees just by looking at it.

Which one of them, before leaving the factory, hadn't been solemnly guaranteed by Factory Director Li to be a purely civilian rescue tool?

And the result?

Official personnel would drive up in dark green military trucks, blocking the factory gates time and time again.

Thinking of these painful lessons from the past.

Wang Dachui felt his scalp tingle.

This current blueprint.

It looks like an automatic floor-sweeping machine that can only draw patterns.

But in his mind, which had already formed a conditioned reflex.

Who knows how this thing might go off the rails.

Wang Dachui took a deep breath.

Swallowing the stale air that had become thick from his excessive nervousness.

He said solemnly, "Factory Director, could you let me see this WeChat buyer?"

...

Watching Wang Dachui's look of facing a formidable enemy.

Li Jiajun leaned back in his soft leather boss chair, adjusting to a more comfortable position.

He crossed his legs while he was at it.

He, however, felt that the other party was being overly sensitive and making a mountain out of a molehill.

This fat fish had practically developed paranoia from the previous times the authorities came knocking.

What could possibly go wrong with him taking a civilian order for bird repellent?

Li Jiajun quickly calculated the underlying logic of this business in his mind.

The other party's request was very clear: to protect the crops that had finally grown from being pecked at by birds.

That was why they needed a machine capable of drawing eagle or fox patterns on the ground, using visual contrast to scare away those timid sparrows.

This was simply the most honest and down-to-earth agricultural aid tool!

Even if this thing was technically a bit advanced and the nozzle precision was a bit fine.

But it neither had a fire-control radar installed nor was it loaded with explosives.

How could it possibly have anything to do with the military?

"Big Hammer really doesn't understand business operations."

"When encountering such an overseas tycoon who isn't short on money, you just need to work overtime and rush to deliver the goods."

"Being suspicious every single day, how can our Li Family Toy Factory grow bigger and stronger?" A thought like this appeared in his mind.

He was speechless.

Facing this undisguised worry from his subordinate, Li Jiajun had no objections.

A hint of indifferent amusement appeared on his face.

Immediately.

He picked up the mobile phone placed on the large office desk.

His thumb slid gently across the screen to unlock it.

Then, he opened WeChat.

In the message list, he found the chat interface of the big client who had just transferred ten million.

The screen was still resting on the dialogue bubble where he guaranteed "delivery on schedule in seven days."

He flipped his wrist casually.

Li Jiajun handed the phone to Wang Dachui, who was standing opposite the desk.

...

Looking at the phone handed over by the Factory Director.

Wang Dachui swallowed a mouthful of dry saliva.

Wang Dachui wiped his sweat hard on his pant legs with both hands.

Only then did he reach out his thick palm and cautiously take the phone.

His movements were as gentle as if he were holding a piece of fragile, precious porcelain.

...

Inside the spacious and bright room.

A light breeze lifted the hem of the curtains.

Wang Dachui stared intently at the screen, afraid of missing any detail.

Without blinking, he focused all his attention on that chat interface.

Wang Dachui's brows knitted into a deep furrow.

"This tone is awkward no matter how I look at it."

"Someone who can casually throw out a ten-million deposit is actually crying poor here?"

"This is clearly a disguise!"

"And why did this so-called 'not short on money' farm owner happen to choose our toy factory, which is notorious domestically for building equipment, to place an order?"

"This is definitely aimed at the Factory Director's heaven-defying R&D capabilities!" A thought like this appeared in his mind.

The alarm bells in his heart rang wildly.

Wang Dachui felt that just looking at these conversations was simply not enough to uncover the other party's disguise.

He had to check this person's basic information.

Driven by this obsession to get to the bottom of it.

Then, Wang Dachui clicked on this person's avatar.

The interface jumped instantly.

...

The detailed profile page popped up on the screen.

When he took a look at that buyer's ID.

Time seemed to stop flowing completely at this moment.

Boom!

His entire world of thought was blown to pieces.

...

Wang Dachui's massive body trembled violently.

His two-hundred-catty weight lost its balance on the spot.

The fat all over his body began to shake along with it.

This was definitely not some illusion or blurred vision.

That name.

That name that once caused the entire Li Family Toy Factory to completely veer off the civilian track and leave a heavy, colorful mark on the international military industry stage!

The ultimate buyer that caused their proudest Swarm Drone to fly to the Middle East Gobi Desert and blast the heavy armored brigade funded by Country A into pieces of scrap metal all over the sky!

Now!

This guy had actually appeared again!

And he was wearing an extremely clumsy farm owner disguise, brazenly bargaining with his factory director on WeChat!

No wonder the other party would throw out such an irresistible sky-high order.

No wonder the other party dared to directly wire a ten-million deposit without even looking at the design sketches.

Because this guy knew better than anyone.

As long as it was a "toy" produced by Li Family Toy Factory.

Even a rope used for skipping could forcibly drag a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier's carrier-based aircraft to a halt!

His pupils instantly contracted to the size of needle points.

Wang Dachui felt the surrounding air had been sucked dry, and his chest felt so stuffy it was about to explode.

...

A sense of trembling rushed straight from his spine to the back of his head.

That chill instantly coursed through his entire body.

Making his hands and feet cold.

That was the fear of being dominated by the Swarm Drone back then.

He remembered those battlefield photos he saw on the internet.

He remembered how those black whirlwinds flying all over the sky precisely lifted the turrets of Main Battle Tanks.

He remembered how that packaging box printed with a cartoon bear logo caused a tsunami-like shock at the Global Defense Forum.

All of this.

It was all thanks to this ID on the screen!

Now.

This culprit.

Had actually placed another order for one hundred painting machines!

Could this possibly be for a legitimate purpose?

...

Wang Dachui gripped the phone, unable to control his emotions that were on the verge of collapse.

Subsequently, he looked up.

He looked at Li Jiajun in disbelief.

Looking at his face, which still wore a relaxed smile, completely unaware of what kind of hot potato he had accepted.

This extreme contrast and information asymmetry.

Made Wang Dachui feel incomparably desperate.

His lips were trembling violently.

His upper and lower teeth collided uncontrollably, making a faint "clatter" sound.

Even his breathing became extremely rapid.

His chest heaved violently under his sweat-soaked shirt, as if he were a drowning man who had just surfaced, greedily snatching at the little remaining air.

Large drops of sweat rolled wildly down his fat-fish-like cheeks.

Hitting the carpet.

He stared at the Factory Director in front of him, who was incredibly carefree.

He asked in a trembling voice that was almost cracking, "Factory Director, didn't you even look at this buyer's WeChat nickname?"