Chapter 46 Slander! This is slander!

In the office.

Sun Danian extended his finger, pointing at the battery cover stained with sand and blood on the pile of photos, his gaze intense, asking word by word: "Mr. Li, you shouldn't be unfamiliar with this 'Li Family Toy Factory' logo, right?"

That question made Li Jiajun's head buzz. The thought of a 'huge misunderstanding' he had just established instantly crumbled.

His gaze fell on those photos.

Gobi, yellow sand, burning tanks, twisted steel, charred corpses...

Holy crap!

His heart skipped a beat, and his pupils constricted violently.

Then, his gaze fell on that battery cover and the cartoon bear logo he was proud of and designed himself.

In that instant, a thought that made his scalp tingle and his limbs go cold surged up.

'A White Cloth on the Head!'

'That wealthy artist brother who said he wanted to do some performance art!'

'Damn it... He really isn't an artist! He's a warlord!'

'Did he really take my electric toys to fight a war?!'

In a flash, all the suspicious points he had explained away with 'the artist has a unique train of thought' were now linked into a clear and fatal logical chain!

Cold sweat instantly broke out from Li Jiajun's forehead and back, soaking his clothes.

He felt his legs go weak, and his heart was pounding in his chest like a drum, making his ears buzz.

It's over.

This time, he's in big trouble.

If he admits it, let alone the huge sum of money he just got and hadn't even warmed up yet, he would probably spend the rest of his life in some heavily guarded place, stepping on a sewing machine while contemplating life.

'No, no, no, absolutely cannot admit it!'

Li Jiajun's survival instinct was triggered to the extreme. With his unique brain running at high speed, he instantly found the only, and most outrageous, way out.

Don't admit it even if you die!

As long as I don't admit it, you have no evidence!

Right! The photos are yours, the items were found by you, I don't know anything!

In a flash, he had already constructed a solid psychological defense line for himself.

Consequently, in the eyes of everyone, the expression on Li Jiajun's face underwent a series of dramatic and wonderful changes.

First, the momentary dullness upon seeing the photos and evidence, then the shock with dilated pupils and slightly open lips, and immediately after, this shock was quickly replaced by a monstrous, wronged indignation!

His face flushed red with 'anger,' and his body trembled slightly with 'indignation.'

"This... what is this?!"

He slammed the table, pointing at those bloody photos, his voice filled with unbelievable grief and indignation. His acting was enough to make any film academy professor stand up and applaud.

"Leaders! Leaders! This is slander! This is a naked frame-up!"

In the office, everyone was stunned by his sudden reaction.

Sun Danian was even more stunned on the spot. He had prepared a whole set of rhetoric, but now he couldn't say a word. He had imagined that Li Jiajun might be silent, might deny it, or might even beg for mercy while crying, but he never expected that the other party's reaction would be... a counter-accusation?

Li Jiajun didn't give them any time to react. He grabbed the evidence bag on the table, staring fixedly at the battery cover through the transparent bag with a heartbroken look, his expression just like his own son had been snatched by a human trafficker on the street.

"My logo... my cartoon bear..." His voice was choked with sobs, "How could it appear in such a place?! A place like hell on earth?!"

He suddenly raised his head, glaring at Sun Danian with red eyes, a suppressed low roar coming from his throat.

"I understand! I understand everything!"

He suddenly slapped his thigh, looking like he had just realized something, and began to pace back and forth in the small office, muttering to himself, and began to accuse with deep feeling:

"It's a knockoff! It must be a knockoff! This is a blatant infringement of my company's intellectual property rights! It is a shameless trampling on our Li Family Toy Factory, a national brand!"

"Leaders, look!" He pointed to the cover, saying with heartbreak, "The toys in our factory all use environmentally friendly materials that meet EU standards, smooth, round, non-toxic and harmless, fully considering the safety of children! But look at this, the texture of this plastic, these rough edges! This is obviously a three-no product made in a small workshop using recycled, toxic industrial waste!"

"And this logo! Look at our genuine cartoon bear, how innocent and cute the eyes are, how warm and healing the smile is! Look at this knockoff, the eyes are dull, the smile is stiff, it's obviously trash generated by pirated software with one click! This is a desecration of art! This is a ruthless insult to my original hard work!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke, feeling more and more justified.

And the group of people listening to his analysis had their mouths twitching wildly.

Sun Danian and the several Experts behind him felt their blood pressure soaring at a dangerous speed. They came to investigate a major technical leak incident that might involve national security, not to listen to a toy factory director perform 'Spot the Difference: Genuine vs. Knockoff' here.

In the corner, Liu Jianguo watched Li Jiajun's performance with an expression of appreciation for a genius. He even couldn't help but laugh out loud, but quickly covered it up with a cough. He looked at this young man as if he were looking at himself when he was young, that kind of reckless spirit, turning black into white, and still saying it righteously, was simply carved from the same mold.

'Good kid, has a future!' he thought.

And the Old General sitting in the main seat was speechless. He picked up his teacup, took a sip, wanting to suppress the feeling of nausea. He had seen countless people who had made mistakes, were cunning, and stubborn, but this was the first time in his life he had seen someone like the one in front of him, who could turn a denial into a situational comedy.

'This kid... it's a waste of talent not to do stand-up comedy.' The Old General slandered in his heart.

Li Jiajun's performance reached its climax at this moment.

He stopped, looked at the Old General with grief and indignation, and said painfully in a tone full of social responsibility: "Leaders, this is no longer a problem for my small toy factory! This concerns the international reputation of Eastern Country manufacturing! These unscrupulous knockoff manufacturers use our excellent designs to produce inferior, dangerous products, which spread overseas, causing such a bad international impact! This is smearing the manufacturing industry of our entire country!"

He became more and more excited as he spoke. Finally, he rushed back to his desk in one leap, and under the shocked gaze of the mayor of Baishui City, he grabbed the red, old-fashioned landline phone on the table!

"No! I can't just let it go!" Li Jiajun announced righteously to the big shots in the room.

"I want to call the police!"

He even picked up the receiver, seemingly calling the police right in front of everyone.

"I want to call the police, I want to report that there are illegal manufacturers imitating the brand of our Li Family Toy Factory, illegally producing and selling inferior products, and exporting them to foreign countries, causing extremely serious and bad international impact! I want them to file a case for investigation immediately! Return our national brand to innocence!"