Chapter 491 Easter Egg in the Chicken Wallpaper Incident

Looking at the stinging question on his phone screen that struck straight to the core, his cheeks burned with heat.

Before this, he had been brimming with fury, standing on the moral high ground, ready to wreak havoc.

But now.

Faced with the soul-searching question Li Jiajun had thrown at him regarding the "all-in-one bundle."

The mouthful of colorful profanity he had prepared was stuck firmly in his throat.

Indeed.

According to the business promotion contract signed initially.

It was written clearly in black and white that Factory Director Li only needed to be responsible for promoting their Little Chicken Wallpaper software, and that was enough.

It did not involve any other additional products at all.

However, the underlying code of the installation package they provided was genuinely bundled with the all-in-one suite from the 370 Group.

This not only included the Security Guard but also various silent download plugins for game lobbies.

This practice of sneaking in extra goods had long become an unspoken traditional skill of their 370 Group.

They hadn't thought anything of it, but now that it had been pointed out, he felt awkward.

At this moment.

The toes of both his feet were frantically curling against the soles of his shoes.

Creak, creak.

He was pressing so hard he was practically sparking on the plastic floor.

...

He had to find an excuse.

He had to shift the blame for violating the spirit of the contract.

The staff member took a deep breath and moved the phone closer to himself.

However.

Before he could come up with the perfect wording.

At this moment.

A crisp notification sound came from the phone's speaker again.

Ding-dong!

On the screen, Li Jiajun had sent another long message.

[ Militia General ]: "Furthermore, before the news came out, when you didn't understand what was going on but saw that the overseas promotion results were good, you had already planned to kick me out and do it yourselves according to my overseas promotion method. Now you come to question me? Are you even human?"

Looking at the green speech bubble.

The staff member's eyes widened bit by bit.

He was completely stunned.

He stared blankly at the phrase "planned to kick me out."

You have to know.

Just a short while ago.

Before seeing that news statement from Country A regarding military sanctions.

Their business division had indeed held an internal meeting.

In that meeting room.

Looking at the overseas download data in the backend that was showing a vertical ninety-degree climb.

The entire department had fallen into a frenzy of celebration.

At the time, in order to swallow the huge performance gains from opening up the overseas market alone, and to avoid having to distribute high user-acquisition commissions to Li Jiajun later.

They had already reached a consensus internally.

That suggestion had even been brought up by him personally.

' Factory Director Li's promotion plan is absolutely brilliant. We can completely change our strategy, abandon the domestic market, and place our main battlefield directly in the defenseless overseas market! '

At that time, they intended to just kick that toy factory director to the curb.

Cut out the middleman.

Customize the balloons themselves, and find the channels themselves to distribute those QR codes abroad.

After all.

Little Chicken Wallpaper was software that had built its foundation on rogue tactics to begin with.

The corporate culture of their business division had mastered this method of burning bridges to perfection.

In the face of commercial interests, kicking out a toy factory with no background required absolutely no psychological burden.

But now.

The problem arose.

How on earth did this Factory Director Li know about this secret matter?

...

He wanted to explain something.

Attempting to forcefully whitewash this bridge-burning incident.

He swallowed hard.

His fingers pressed heavily on the screen.

Typing.

" Factory Director Li, you've misunderstood. That was just a thought we mentioned in passing; how could we possibly do something like that? "

Looking at this line of text.

He gritted his teeth, feeling that this excuse was too fake; he couldn't even convince himself.

His finger pressed the delete key.

The line of text quickly disappeared.

He reorganized his words again.

" That was all the intention of the leadership above; I personally have always insisted on wanting to maintain a long-term cooperation with you. "

After typing it out.

He shook his head again.

Pressed the delete key again.

Just like that.

He wrote and deleted, deleted and wrote in the chat box.

Because he felt guilty deep down.

He really didn't know what kind of rhetoric to use to handle a situation where his hand had been completely exposed.

...

And at this moment.

Ding-dong!

A new message came from Li Jiajun.

The staff member subconsciously stopped typing.

He cast his gaze toward the chat interface.

Then.

When he saw this message.

He was stunned all over again.

...

" Damn, you guys were actually planning to do that? " Li Jiajun typed this line quickly and sent it over, and it was precisely this line that left the staff member stunned.

It turned out,

Li Jiajun had just been bluffing, but seeing that the other party was "typing" for so long, it meant he had guessed correctly.

...

And this also shows that although Li Jiajun might seem confused or careless at times, when it comes to critical moments, he is sharper than anyone.

In reality.

Thinking back carefully.

Since his sudden emergence, even though he had been requisitioned by official authorities many times.

Every time it looked like he was forced to hand over his hard work and suffered a major hidden loss.

But if you strip away the surface appearances and only look at the final results on the balance sheet.

He had never made a losing deal.

Various high compensation payments, support for factory expansion, and even invisible green-light privileges that ordinary private enterprises wouldn't even dare to imagine.

Not a single one was missed; he put them all into his pocket.

"Great wisdom often appears foolish"—that describes him perfectly.

How could someone who could remain unscathed and even make a fortune amidst countless storms be manipulated by a commercial specialist dealing in rogue software?

...

Cutting the perspective back to the 370 Group building.

This staff member looked blankly at this reply full of teasing.

He felt his IQ had been ruthlessly crushed.

He was beginning to doubt his own life.

Then, he suddenly thought of something:

" That's not right, Factory Director Li. I just thought of something. I admit that our Little Chicken Wallpaper is indeed quite rogue and will bundle downloads of the Group's software, but the technical content of our Little Chicken Wallpaper is just so-so; it doesn't have such high infectivity or un-uninstallability. How come those tech Experts at The Black House can't uninstall it? "

You have to know, he had an absolutely clear understanding of the products developed by his department.

Their Little Chicken Wallpaper was indeed rogue.

But that kind of roguishness only stayed at the civilian level of tricking users into clicking and tampering with the registry of ordinary computers.

Such methods were fine for dealing with domestic internet cafe computers or office laptops.

However.

Who was the other party?

That was Country A!

The news had stated it clearly.

This thing not only went down the network cable and took over The Pentagon.

In the end, it even forced that Great Leader to take action personally, turning the internal network of The Black House into a running track for a guy with a center-part hairstyle playing basketball!

The Pentagon and The Black House—what kind of people were sitting inside there?

Those were the world's top network defense Experts and hacking masters!

Could the civilian rogue code knocked out by these few miserable programmers at their 370 Group withstand the strangulation of those top-tier Experts?

Could it even manage to be like psoriasis, automatically recovering even after being pulled out by the roots?

This isn't scientific!

...

Baishui City.

Inside the office of Li Family Toy Factory.

Li Jiajun was picking up his teacup, preparing to take a sip of water to moisten his throat.

However.

When he saw this message sent by the other party on his phone screen.

His hand holding the teacup instantly paused in mid-air.

The smile on his face also froze.

Now, it was his turn to lack confidence.

The reason was simple...