To be honest, Wen Yan really didn't want to make the trip, but the General Director gave way too much.

The tiger bones he produces monthly can be used in medicine, and because the medicinal properties are so strong, most people can't handle it, so it must be diluted and diluted again.

Therefore, even such a small amount of tiger bone has the potential for large-scale production.

Plus, with the cooperation of Medicine King Mountain, partnering to form a company, even without considering the rarity, using a low-profit model would definitely result in substantial profits.

And the Strengthening Bone Pill, with its strong effects, is something Wen Yan needs when practicing martial arts.

Change the formula, and it's for treatment; places like the Scorching Sun Department or the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, martial arts schools, won't wait for drug administration approvals.

Because some of the drugs they use are never sent for approval and are openly sold outside.

Wen Yan hasn't been managing these matters for two months, but sales have already started in small channels, and the reputation and network of Medicine King Mountain are still quite useful.

The price is secondary; the main thing is the attached benefits.

Medicine King Mountain isn't like the Three Mountains and Five Ridges, but over the years, it has been quite respected, with a wide network. Isn't it just because everyone needs doctors?

Many of Medicine King Mountain's medicines aren't kept secret; of the annual production, except for a small part for personal use, the rest is put up for sale.

This identity is very important, not conflicting with others' interests, but instead bringing benefits to others, making it hard not to have good relations.

This time, even though Wen Yan provided the core material, actually, it's Fuyu Mountain hitching a ride with Medicine King Mountain.

It's just that Medicine King Mountain, Fuyu Mountain, and Wen Yan all get what they need and are all satisfied.

As long as the General Director speaks up, under the premise of compliance, things are much easier to accomplish.

Fuyu Mountain doing more different things is likewise smoother; many things aren't just a single event but have a series of impacts.

This time, even the General Director spoke personally, so when other things come up next time, others will remember the previous matters, making things easier again.

Of course, the main thing is, judging by the General Director's intentions, it's clear that many people whom Wen Yan brought in to do things will all get their benefits.

This kind of legal compliance subsidy, money is secondary; it's mainly an issue of identity.

For Feng Wei, Tong Si, Shishi, Bai Jiahui, etc., even including Sparrow Cat, the subsidy is optional; it's better to have it, but they won't miss it if not. What they lack is the meaning the subsidy represents.

Just like many different races can't integrate into human society, what they lack is this certification.

Without this certification, they basically can't do anything; whatever they do might cross the line of compliance.

It's not that the Scorching Sun Department is stingy with quotas, but whoever signs that paper and vouches takes responsibility.

If some unqualified, uncredentialed demon without an impressive resume has someone vouching and signing, then showing up with gifts during festivals is just the basic courtesy.

Wen Yan hung up the phone, checked his mobile, and it turned out that the people around him had already completed their identity certification a few days before his first entry into the Miracle World.

From the most basic filing status, they moved to the next level of authority, allowing them to open stores in the city, work in private enterprises, and even set up a stall if they feel like it, with the same treatment as ordinary people.

Even getting a bank card, paying social security, can all follow the same procedure as ordinary people.

That's right, many things normal people can freely enjoy are not available to different races.

Wen Yan checked and realized, even that dog Sparrow Cat now has a daily food allowance of one hundred and sixty.

The General Director isn't like Cai Heizi; the General Director does things generously, having handled matters in advance without telling him.

Only when something really needed Wen Yan to run some errands did he mention it.

This wasn't just filling him with promises; Wen Yan felt too embarrassed to refuse such a small matter.

He checked the time and called Feng Wei, asking him to come over.

When Feng Wei arrived and saw Tong Si, his face lit up with excitement as if he'd come across something good.

"What delicious thing did you sneak away to eat? Looking so happy?"

"No, I just got a call from an agent."

"What kind of agent?"

"Real estate agent."

"Haha, a call from a real estate agent making you happy as if you ate pigeon meat." Wen Yan laughed aloud, and Feng Wei joined in, while Tong Si couldn't stop grinning.

"The agent asked if I wanted to buy a house, I told them I wasn't eligible."

The agent said, oh, sir, you don't know? You're eligible now, congratulations, congratulations.

Chatted with the agent for a while; he said there's a place with two bathrooms, now only one million two hundred thousand.

I said I can't afford it; he didn't hang up, chatted with me for a long time.

Said he has channels to help me secure a loan, didn't quite grasp what he meant."

"Hilarious, even the agent knew your identity issue was resolved before you."

"Huh?" Startled, Feng Wei quickly asked, "Is what the agent said true?"

"Of course, it's true, it's been several days, didn't anyone notify you guys?"

"Seems like it..." Tong Si hesitated, pulled out his phone, poked at it with a finger, reached the call record page: "This number, Feng Wei said, with landline numbers, it's either scam or advertising..."