After hearing Minister Zhang's words, Qin Zi'an realized that he had been tricked by him.
They said they wanted to give Qin Zi'an a proper belated Spring Festival celebration, but in reality, they were just using the Spring Festival as an excuse to get Qin Zi'an to help promote Fujian's cultural tourism.
To be honest, this didn't bother Qin Zi'an much, and he wasn't averse to such things.
After all, his plan for the future is to boost cultural tourism across the country, and sooner or later he will bring it to Fujian.
Since Minister Zhang had provided such an opportunity, Qin Zi'an gladly accepted.
"Well? Zian, give me a straight answer."
As Minister Zhang finished speaking, the plane slowly taxied towards the runway.
Qin Zian pointed out the window and shrugged helplessly.
"Minister Zhang, in this situation... even if I wanted to continue, it's already impossible."
Upon hearing this, Minister Zhang burst into hearty laughter, amused by Qin Zi'an's behavior.
Minister Zhang also knew that his move of "acting first and informing later" had truly wronged Qin Zi'an.
However, Minister Zhang repeatedly assured Qin Zi'an that this trip to Fujian would absolutely not disappoint him.
The two exchanged a few words and then closed their eyes to rest.
After all, they still need to visit the procession of the gods at the blessed land after they get off the plane.
Three hours later, the plane arrived at Fudi International Airport, where Director Huang of the Fujian Culture and Tourism Bureau was already waiting.
Upon seeing Qin Zi'an and Minister Zhang, Director Huang excitedly waved to them.
When they came to his side, he gave each of them a big hug, showing the utmost enthusiasm.
"Minister Zhang, Director Qin, welcome to Fujian."
"We're all on the same side, no need for all that formalities." Minister Zhang patted Director Huang on the shoulder and continued with a smile, "Zian, I managed to bring him over for you, so make sure you treat him well!"
Following Minister Zhang's instructions, Director Huang nodded repeatedly, showing great enthusiasm for Qin Zi'an.
Director Huang immediately gave Qin Zi'an several options.
Director Huang's proposal was much more humane than Minister Zhang's; it included rest, meals, and even the option of drinking tea.
No matter how you look at it, this is much better than Minister Zhang's special forces travel plan.
“Minister Zhang, look at the plan that Director Huang provided. This is a proper travel route.”
Minister Zhang remained unperturbed by Qin Zi'an's teasing, maintaining his easygoing demeanor.
"I'm just saying this because you're young, and I wanted to experience a special forces trip like a college student. Besides, you're such a busy person... who knows, you might get lured away to another province or city someday. I learned this principle of making the most of resources from you."
"Alright! Let's go with Minister Zhang's special forces plan and let him experience what it's like to relive his youth."
Qin Zian's words drew laughter from everyone present.
After all, Minister Zhang is already over fifty years old and has completely lost the vitality of a young person.
Although he exercises regularly, he still finds it difficult to keep up with young people like Qin Zi'an.
Immediately, Minister Zhang had a bad feeling.
However, Minister Zhang did not think about it further and simply agreed with a smile.
After all, as long as it promotes my hometown, it doesn't matter if it's a little hard or tiring.
It's been over a month since the national cultural and tourism bureaus across the country staged a series of promotional events before the Lunar New Year.
At that time, cultural and tourism bureaus in various provinces and cities began to take big steps to improve their scores.
The Fujian Provincial Bureau of Culture and Tourism, however, seemed to have lost its internet connection and simply left the group chat.
Later, netizens in Fujian were forced to call the Fujian Culture and Tourism Bureau themselves to see what preparations they had made.
As a result, the official customer service of the Fujian Provincial Bureau of Culture and Tourism was completely bewildered, and had no idea what kind of points they wanted to earn.
Because of this incident, the Fujian Provincial Bureau of Culture and Tourism became a minor internet sensation due to its laid-back attitude.
It wasn't until then that netizens from Fujian came out to offer an explanation.
It's not that they don't want to create fun or climb the ranks, it's just that the end of the year is approaching.
We must worship the Heavenly Emperor, the Emperor, Guanyin, Mazu, the Patriarch, and our ancestors, and we also need to prepare a series of processions for the gods.
Therefore, there are simply too many gods to worship in Fujian, leaving no time to entertain visitors from other places.
Initially, Qin Zian thought that this matter was just an exaggeration of stereotypes by netizens in Fujian.
It's like how friends in Inner Mongolia live in yurts, while friends in northern Xinjiang need to ride horses and camels to go to school.
But when Qin Zian arrived in Fujian, he found that the traditions of the people of Fujian were indeed very well preserved.
Instead of going to the main street for the parade of deities immediately, they went to a nearby police station first.
"Director Qin, the procession will cover most of the blessed land and will arrive at the police station in about half an hour. Let's go in and have some tea first, and we'll see it soon."
Led by Director Huang, Qin Zi'an and his group arrived at an empty lounge.
Upon entering, you'll see a large sofa and a complete tea set on the coffee table.
Although the tea set wasn't particularly expensive, it was elegant in its own way.
Minister Zhang coughed lightly and smiled as he reminded him, "Zian, the tea culture in Fujian is quite sophisticated, and Director Huang is an excellent tea brewer, you see..."
Minister Zhang left it at that, without revealing his true intentions.
Qin Zian wasn't the kind of person who lacked tact; he immediately understood what Minister Zhang meant.
Director Huang was already seated in the main seat for brewing tea, clearly intending to demonstrate his superb tea skills.
If we can take this opportunity to promote the tea culture of Fujian, that would be the best thing ever.
"I'm thinking of starting a live stream, do you guys mind?"
"How could we mind? Zian, the way you're saying that makes us feel like outsiders."
As he spoke, Minister Zhang handed a cell phone to Qin Zi'an.
"Zi'an, your phone is probably out of battery, right? Use this phone to do the live stream."
Qin Zian looked up at the phone. The screen was already open, displaying the official account of the Fujian Provincial Bureau of Culture and Tourism.
Qin Zi'an looked at Minister Zhang and gave him a thumbs up.
As expected of Minister Zhang, who grew up surrounded by tea culture, his 'tea ceremony' is truly exceptional.
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