Although Qin Zian has only been with the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau for a short time, Wang Jianye has spent a considerable amount of time with him.

It's no exaggeration to say that Wang Jianye paid the most attention to Qin Zi'an in the entire organization, and was also the person who knew him best.

Even though Wang Jianye didn't know what Qin Zian was thinking, he could guess that Qin Zian was full of bad intentions.

Wang Jianye immediately waved his hand and prepared to leave.

"Well, since there's nothing else, I'll go ahead..."

"What's wrong? We're all waiting for you to take the stage."

Before Wang Jianye could finish speaking about making a quick getaway, Qin Zian interrupted him.

Not only that, Qin Zi'an also gestured to the sound engineer to turn off the music.

Just as expected!

Even after the accompaniment to "Katyusha" stopped, those former Soviet potatoes showed no signs of stopping and started singing their own accompaniment.

Faced with this situation, Qin Zian remained calm and simply pulled Wang Jianye to the center of the stage.

Even though Wang Jianye was unwilling, he had no choice but to smile and respond to the crowd.

When the international friends saw Qin Zi'an walking over, they also wanted to drag him to dance with them.

Qin Zian smiled and pushed Wang Jianye in front of him, introducing him loudly.

"This is Director Wang from the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau. He was overjoyed to hear about your passion for Chinese culture and came all the way here to welcome you."

As he spoke, Qin Zian took a tissue and wiped Wang Jianye's sweat.

"Look at our bureau chief, he's covered in sweat! But that's not just sweat, it's all out of enthusiasm for you all!!!"

Wang Jianye snatched the tissue from Qin Zian's hand and quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead.

Now they are all in the spotlight, and their every move will be magnified infinitely.

Wang Jianye didn't know what to say, so he could only welcome these international friends with a smile.

Perhaps because of this sudden event, Wang Jianye's mind had completely shut down.

They couldn't utter any official jargon or platitudes, only managing to say, "Welcome to Harbin, everyone, have a good meal and drink well."

Even so, those international friends all seemed flattered and overwhelmed.

They shouted "Hurrah!" excitedly, and then shook hands and hugged Wang Jianye one by one.

The audience watching this scene felt Wang Jianye's enthusiasm, rather than his worship of foreign things.

After all, the warmth of Harbin is openly visible to all the little potatoes.

No matter what delicious food or fun things there are, bring them all out.

Even if they run out of money, they can borrow from other provinces and cities. Their main goal is to ensure that every tourist has the best travel experience.

It is precisely because of this premise, coupled with the fact that these international friends genuinely love Chinese culture, that this is possible.

Therefore, everyone welcomes such friendly international exchanges.

Just when everyone thought the lively disco was coming to an end, Qin Zian brought them more good news.

"Thanks to the little potatoes from the former Soviet Union for bringing us the 'Katyusha' disco. As a return gift, the director of our Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau has decided to personally take part in the performance."

"Sound engineer, prepare 'The Drunken Butterfly,' so that people all over the country and around the world can remember our vibrant Ice City!!!"

As Qin Zian finished speaking, a huge scream erupted throughout the venue.

Whether they were little potatoes in the audience or little potatoes on the stage, they all waved their hands and looked at Wang Jianye with excitement.

In contrast, Wang Jianye's smile was almost frozen on his face, but he still tried his best to keep smiling.

Seeing Qin Zian turn and walk towards the side of the stage, Wang Jianye quickly grabbed his sleeve.

"Why are you leaving? Stay here."

"Old Wang, this is your home turf, I won't interfere with your performance."

Qin Zian patted Wang Jianye on the shoulder and prepared to leave again, but Wang Jianye pulled him back.

"What am I supposed to do?" Wang Jianye frowned and roared in a low voice, "I don't even know how to dance!"

"It's so simple! Just spread your arms and sway them from side to side. It's the same principle as the Yangko dance. If you can't even do the Yangko dance, then you're bringing shame to Northeast China."

Upon hearing Qin Zian's words and recalling the scene of the Yangko dance, Wang Jianye felt as if his mind was about to explode.

There was a time when he laughed at Director Zhao of the Yuzhou Culture and Tourism Bureau's "Flowers Bloom in Wealth and Prosperity," and at Director Sun of the Youcheng Culture and Tourism Bureau's "Little Coal Ball."

Wang Jianye never expected that he would become part of Qin Zian's prank, and even have to give his stage debut, "Yangko Wild Disco".

Indeed, you shouldn't laugh at others so easily, because you could very well be the next one to do so.

Wang Jianye sighed helplessly, his face still full of worry.

Qin Zian coughed lightly and whispered a reminder: "Old Wang! You have to be mindful of the social impact. This is your offering to Little Potato and Little Yam, you can't look so gloomy."

After hearing Qin Zian's reminder, Wang Jianye forced a smile.

Seeing this, Qin Zian nodded in satisfaction and then walked towards the side of the stage.

He was joined by members of inspection teams from cultural and tourism bureaus across the country.

Because of the massive dancing just now, they wished they could dig a hole and crawl into it.

But there was no other way; after all, they were there to assess our work, so we had no choice but to stay, even if it was difficult.

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