With Director Sun's attitude, Qin Zi'an also got to work with great enthusiasm.

Soon, Qin Zian led Director Sun and his entourage to a dressing room, where they were to undergo a major makeover.

At first, everyone was a little embarrassed.

It's just a parade, is it really necessary to dress up so extravagantly?

These older men, let alone wearing makeup, have hardly ever used skincare products.

Even when my skin gets dry and cracked in winter, I just use basic skincare products like glycerin to get by.

Although everyone was hesitant at first, they were all somewhat looking forward to it.

People say that makeup can significantly improve one's appearance.

Even those who are proud and strong-willed throughout their lives can't help but wonder what they would look like with makeup on.

A miraculous rejuvenation, regaining peak beauty overnight?!

Is it a complete makeover, drastically altering the image of a popular young male celebrity?!

And so, everyone looked at themselves in the mirror with anticipation.

The further down you look, the darker their faces become, literally dark.

If we say that these people, before they put on makeup, are like a weathered tea egg, they are a testament to the vicissitudes of life.

So, after they finished their makeup, they turned into lumps of coal, black as charcoal.

Even Director Sun was no exception, becoming a veritable coal-lover director.

Director Sun pursed his lips and looked at himself in the mirror, completely unable to believe that this was his face.

"Director Qin, are you sure... we want to go on tour like this?"

"Yes! Your outfits during the last parade were too ordinary. We need to recreate the attire of the first batch of oil workers."

“But most oil workers aren’t this tanned,” Director Sun retorted softly.

"Director Sun, this is called artistic embellishment."

After hearing Qin Zi'an's explanation, Director Sun couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

Okay, okay, this time I'm really going all out!

Never mind, as long as the public can see the oil city, it doesn't matter.

Back then, Director Zhao of the Yuzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau went viral online with his song "Flowers Bloom and Wealth Abounds".

Although the video was quite funny, his colleagues in the industry all praised Director Zhao for his dedication to his job.

With this in mind, Director Sun accepted it without hesitation.

Just then, Wang Jianye and several staff members walked in carrying a pile of clothes, their faces beaming with bright smiles.

"Zi'an, I've found the clothes you wanted. Luckily, the scrap collector hadn't gone home yet, otherwise we really wouldn't have been able to collect all these clothes."

"It's getting late outside, the parade should start soon." Wang Jianye looked around and asked in surprise, "Hey! Where's Director Sun?"

Director Sun stood up and gave a wry smile: "I'm here."

After seeing Director Sun's appearance clearly, Wang Jianye's eyes widened in disbelief.

Wang Jianye had always known that Qin Zian was a genius at making drastic modifications.

But he never expected that Qin Zian would be able to transform Director Sun into this kind of person.

Director Sun was already short and fat, and now, after Qin Zian dressed him up like this, he became a short, fat, dark-skinned man.

Just imagining the contrast between Director Sun before and after makeup made Wang Jianye find him quite comical.

Wang Jianye took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his laughter, his face instantly turning red.

"Um... um... Director Sun, these clothes... why don't you go change them?"

Director Sun nodded, picked up the clothes, and went to the fitting room.

Only after Director Sun had walked away did Wang Jianye burst out laughing.

Wang Jianye put his arm around Qin Zian and said softly, "Zian, you are truly a talent! First there was Director Zhao, who brought wealth and prosperity, and now Director Sun has 'exploited' coal briquettes."

"Now that you mention it..." Qin Zian looked Wang Jianye up and down and said meaningfully, "Director Wang, you're the only one who hasn't been thoroughly revised yet."

"I?"

Wang Jianye pointed to himself in surprise, his smile freezing on his face.

The thought of his brilliant and mighty image turning into that state was unbearable for Wang Jianye.

He quickly waved his hand and said hurriedly, "Um... Zian, I have some things to attend to at the bureau, so I'll head back now. Please take good care of Director Sun for me, and I'll be waiting for your good news from Huoyou City."

After leaving those words behind, Wang Jianye fled the scene at lightning speed, as if he had oil on his feet.

Qin Zian watched Wang Jianye flee in disarray, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

Is this a radical overhaul of the bureau chief?

No rush, take your time.

As the bureau chief closest to Qin Zi'an, Wang Jianye would eventually be the one to undergo radical reforms.

...

Half an hour later.

Qin Zi'an led Director Sun and his entourage to Central Street, and they prepared to begin tonight's parade.

Initially, Director Sun and others were not very accepting of the drastic changes, feeling that it made them look completely different from their original selves.

But after they changed their clothes, they understood Qin Zian's good intentions.

They were covered in dust and wore shabby clothes, truly resembling the first generation of oil workers.

Such a conspicuous display drew the attention of tourists to Director Sun and his entourage.

To show respect for the Oil City Culture and Tourism Bureau, Qin Zi'an also allowed them to bring along their flamboyant, rustic advertising billboards.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering around, Qin Zi'an told Director Sun and the others to stop and started shouting.

"Today, Director Sun of the Oil City Culture and Tourism Bureau brought oil workers to Central Avenue to promote the Oil City. I believe everyone is familiar with the Oil City, and everyone should also know about the Iron Man Spirit."

"A city with a population of less than three million has maintained an oil production of ten million tons for twenty consecutive years. Therefore, the glory of the fourteen southern provinces is the burning of the oilfield's homeland."

"Last year, Qatar hosted the World Cup, which made many Chinese people aware of that oil-rich country. But you may not know that the oil fields of the oil city have three times the output of Qatar, and at its peak, its GDP was close to that of Hong Kong."

"But this city, which is so rich, is still struggling to transform itself from a resource-based city. I hope everyone can recognize and pay attention to this heroic city."

As Qin Zi'an explained, the tourists all stopped in their tracks and looked at the 'oil worker' in front of them with reverence.

Qin Zian and Director Sun exchanged a glance, and Director Sun, understanding the unspoken message, waved the flag in his hand.

The red flag prominently displays the words "Iron Drilling Team 1205," signifying the elite drilling team of oil workers in the oil city.

Just like the 'steel' in its name, this team has risen up and created a miracle in the history of world drilling.