Even though Wang Jianye uttered the words "big shot," Qin Zian remained calm and composed.
Seeing this, Wang Jianye couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
Indeed, the invitation to the Oroqen people was too urgent, so we only managed to invite the little tiger.
But things are different now. Wang Jianye had an in-depth exchange with the chief of the Oroqen people and invited him down the mountain.
Moreover, upon learning that the Soren trilogy had become a viral sensation online, Wang Jianye immediately contacted the other two ethnic groups.
Thanks to Wang Jianye's efforts, the chieftains of the three Soren tribes are already on their way to Ice City.
Thinking of this, Wang Jianye revealed a confident smile.
“Zi’an! I’m not joking with you this time. The chieftains of the three Soren tribes have already come down the mountain and will arrive in Ice City by tomorrow afternoon at the latest.”
Wang Jianye looked at Qin Zian with smug satisfaction, eager to see him turn pale with shock.
But to everyone's surprise, Qin Zian simply responded with a faint "yes," as if he already knew.
Wang Jianye's desire to show off was already in his throat, but he swallowed it back down.
"Besides the chieftains of the three Solon tribes, even the Evenki shaman high priest has come."
Undeterred, Wang Jianye continued, wanting to see Qin Zian's shocked expression.
Then, he'll just wave his hand casually, indicating that it's just a minor incident.
That's the ultimate level of showing off.
However, Qin Zian remained unmoved, as if he had only heard something completely ordinary.
Wang Jianye tried to show off several times, but failed each time, which made him feel frustrated.
"Qin Zi'an, that's a high priest of shamanism! Do you even know what a high priest of shamanism is?"
Qin Zian nodded and said calmly, "I know! The Evenki clerics are also their spiritual leaders, the bond that unites the clan and tribe..."
Hearing Qin Zian's detailed explanation, Wang Jianye couldn't help but frown.
Since he knows the value of a high priest shaman, why is he still so indifferent?
It's important to know that this group is small in number and they basically live a semi-secluded life.
Even for Wang Jianye, the director of the Culture and Tourism Bureau, it took a lot of thought and effort to invite them to visit Harbin.
"Director Wang, what's wrong with you? Aren't they all your good friends, and good friends who often drink together?"
Upon hearing Qin Zian's teasing remark, Wang Jianye knew that he had failed to show off once again.
Regardless of Wang Jianye's response, it would be tantamount to admitting that he had exaggerated before.
Faced with this situation, Wang Jianye had no choice but to cough tactically.
"Alright! Enough with the nonsense. The most important thing now is to properly entertain these distinguished guests. Right now, the whole internet is watching the latest developments, so you must handle this matter well."
"Director Wang, you can rest assured that this matter is in my hands," Qin Zian assured him with a smile.
Looking at Qin Zian's radiant smile, for some reason... Wang Jianye had a bad feeling.
But Wang Jianye didn't delve any deeper, fearing that Qin Zian would bring up his earlier failed attempt to show off.
This kid is quite clever, but he's full of bad ideas.
After exchanging a few words, the two parted ways.
After all, there's a big event to prepare for tomorrow, so I need to rest and recharge.
...
The next morning, Qin Zian arrived at the Harbin Culture and Tourism Bureau to prepare to welcome the distinguished guest.
But what he didn't expect was that all three members of the Sauron Tribe had already arrived.
They were all dressed in their respective ethnic costumes and holding their respective ethnic mascots.
The falcons held by the Daur people, in particular, are incredibly lifelike.
Qin Zian didn't think much of his collaboration with the little tiger yesterday.
But when he saw the three chieftains of the Sauron tribe gathered together today, he instantly felt an overwhelming sense of oppression.
Even if they didn't say a word, just standing there quietly, they still inspired awe in people.
As expected of the Sauron Trilogy, which strikes fear into the hearts of all, and as expected of the wolf clan of the North.
Immediately, a thrilling background music started playing in Qin Zian's mind, and a meaningful smile appeared on his face.
After a brief exchange, Qin Zian and the people from the three Soren tribes had a preliminary understanding of each other.
He then followed suit, offering his own ideas and creative suggestions.
"Everyone has had a long journey and deserves a good rest. But to ensure a smoother parade tonight, I may need everyone's cooperation in filming a short promotional video and then rehearsing a short program."
"No problem! Just let me know if there's anything I need you to do."
An old man readily agreed, and the others echoed his sentiments.
They rushed to Harbin to promote their ethnic culture and help more people understand and appreciate their culture.
Naturally, they would fully cooperate with Qin Zian's arrangements and strive to do things perfectly.
Only the little tiger standing to the side had a bad feeling.
After last night's encounter, Little Tiger's evaluation of Qin Zi'an can be summed up in just two words—"Old Six."
Undeniably, Qin Zi'an is truly capable of sparking a surge in the promotion of national culture.
But this person is just too carefree and always likes to do things unpredictably.
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