Although Grandpa Zhao didn't understand why a young man like Qin Zi'an would be interested in riding a tricycle, he was fine with it as long as he wasn't allowed to barbecue.
On the contrary, Wang Jianye, who was not far away, had his pupils dilate instantly after seeing Qin Zian ride away on his bicycle.
This was during a cultural and tourism exchange between the two places. It's one thing for him to leave the table, but what's the meaning of him leaving on a tricycle?
However, Wang Jianye did not investigate further.
He knew Qin Zian was a reliable person and that he must have his reasons for doing things, so he let him be.
To avoid any suggestions from the Shandong Provincial Bureau of Culture and Tourism, Wang Jianye even mustered his energy to chat with Director Zhang and others.
As they chatted, a question inevitably arose in Wang Jianye's mind.
Who is the leader, him or Qin Zi'an?
Wang Jianye thought to himself, "This absolutely cannot continue."
When Qin Zian returns, I will definitely have a good talk with him.
Putting everything else aside, you should at least save face for yourself in front of outsiders.
Once we get back to our hometown of Bingcheng, he can do whatever he wants with it.
Meanwhile, Qin Zian was already riding his tricycle around the road.
With the explosive popularity of barbecue in Zibo, the night economy has also developed.
Along the way, Qin Zian could see groups of two or three pedestrians.
In Qin Zian's dictionary, there is no such word as 'stage fright'.
They honk their car horn to greet customers, and then enthusiastically solicit business.
"Want some barbecue? I'll take you there for free."
Nighttime naturally raises people's vigilance, and dim lighting makes it difficult to see faces clearly.
Furthermore, the fact that Qin Zi'an, a young man, was riding an old-fashioned tricycle that was completely out of place with his image gave people a strange sense of dread.
Qin Zian asked several passersby, but was refused by all of them.
Qin Zian was not discouraged by this, but instead rode away on his tricycle.
Little did he know, his image among passersby underwent a sudden transformation.
"Hey, don't you think that kid with the will-o'-the-wisp looked a bit familiar?"
Upon hearing her best friend's question, Xiao Liu's face showed a surprised expression.
"A boy with a ghostly fire? Isn't that a middle-aged man? He looks kind of scary."
"You...you should get your glasses changed another day. No matter what, you can't possibly be a middle-aged man. I think you're quite handsome, like a celebrity."
"Don't let your values be swayed by appearances! Whether he's a teenager or a middle-aged man, you should be wary late at night. Besides, barbecue is so popular in Zibo now, you can walk into any barbecue restaurant and they're all out of meat. What kind of decent person would be out soliciting customers in the middle of the night?"
After hearing Xiao Liu's analysis, her best friend nodded in agreement.
Although China's social security is among the best in the world, we still need to be vigilant.
The two discussed the matter while quickening their pace to get home.
Not only that, these two kind-hearted young women also plan to post their experience online to remind friends who come to Zibo City to eat barbecue to pay attention to their personal safety.
Just as they were discussing how to write the copy, the familiar sound of a tricycle rang out.
The young girls exchanged a glance, then immediately pulled out their phones, ready to take a picture of the suspicious person.
As the tricycle slowly appeared in front of them, the back seat was no longer empty, but occupied by four or five young people.
Not only that, they were also humming the theme song of "Zibo Barbecue", and they were having a wonderful time.
The tricycle had already driven far away, but the two little girls were still in shock.
"I think I see Qin Zian."
"Me too... wait a minute! Isn't he still climbing Mount Tai?"
"That happened yesterday!"
The two exchanged a surprised glance, then quickly opened the video they had just recorded.
When they zoomed in on the video and clearly saw that the person riding the tricycle was Qin Zi'an...
Without exception, the little girls all showed expressions of utter despair.
Good heavens!
What an incredibly stupid thing they just did.
What kind of "ghost fire boy" is this? He's clearly their dream lover!
Now look what happened; a single misstep cost Qin Zian the chance to have barbecue.
And so, the two of them, looking utterly dejected, were practically kicking themselves...
It wasn't just these passersby who missed the opportunity who felt this way; Grandpa Zhao, who runs a barbecue stall, also shared this sentiment.
When Grandpa Zhao saw that the last table of guests had finished eating and drinking, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
He was all ready to tidy up the tables and chairs and go home for a good night's sleep.
But before his smile could even reach his heart, he heard Qin Zian riding back on a tricycle, singing and dancing.
Grandpa Zhao rubbed his eyes in disbelief, thinking he must have seen wrong.
As a result, five young men and women walked towards him.
Qin Zi'an, who was in charge, didn't treat himself as an outsider at all and started greeting people right away.
"Uncle Zhao, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and greet them!"
Grandpa Zhao glanced at Qin Zian with a look of utter despair, feeling that he would never be able to laugh again in his life.
But the diners had already arrived, and there were also ingredients for barbecue.
Besides, the people from the Lu Di Culture and Tourism Bureau were still sitting inside, so Grandpa Zhao could only dutifully start barbecuing.
The diners nearby were overjoyed and chatted happily with Qin Zi'an.
"I was so lucky tonight! I was planning to come and try Grandpa Zhao's cooking, but I was told that he had moved and I couldn't find the address at all."
"That's right! We're so lucky to have met Director Qin today, otherwise we wouldn't have had such a treat. Director Qin, we'd better have a good drink with him later."
"I've always known that Director Qin is down-to-earth, but I never expected you to personally ride a tricycle to pick us up for barbecue. This treatment is absolutely amazing, I'll definitely promote it for you when I get back."
Faced with these people's praise, Qin Zian humbly waved his hand.
"I only played a role in attracting customers. If you want to thank someone, thank Grandpa Zhao!"
Upon hearing Qin Zian's words, Grandpa Zhao was about to echo his own modesty.
As a result, Qin Zian changed his tune the next second, directly pushing Grandpa Zhao into the abyss.
"If you think the food is good after you eat it, and it deserves to be called the best barbecue in Zibo, then please help Grandpa Zhao spread the word. Add the location and everything, so that people won't get lost."
Grandpa Zhao didn't care about the barbecue rankings; he just wanted to get some rest.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to change the location for the barbecue.
Who would have thought that he would only be able to lighten his burden slightly after escaping here.
As a result, when the Bureau of Culture and Tourism came, all of Grandpa Zhao's little schemes were in vain.
If this publicity gets out, he'll probably be roasted to a crisp like an old man.
Before Grandpa Zhao could even offer to decline, Wang Jianye, Director Zhang, and others walked towards them.
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