When he got home in the evening, Zhang Yan got into the cellar and started working hard.

He needs to divide the tiger's meat and send it to the leaders of the factory tomorrow.

The leaders of the factory all knew that Zhang Yan's comrades brought him a whole tiger, waiting to eat tiger meat.

Before, because Zhang Yan was busy at Xicheng Hospital, he did not give everyone tiger meat.

Now that he is back, he will definitely send it to his leaders in person. This is etiquette and the rule for giving gifts during the New Year.

This is not a fresh tiger, but a tiger that is frozen and stiff. It is not that easy to pick bones and get meat.

Even with Zhang Yan's sword skills, it is very troublesome.

In the end, Zhang Yan simply stopped trying to get the bones and pick up the meat, and directly took the bones and chopped them into pieces.

Each piece is not very big, just two or three pounds.

There is no way, there are too many people who know it, and it will not look good if you don’t give it to anyone.

This is how people are, not afraid of being inequality.

If Zhang Yan doesn't give him any gift, everyone will be disappointed and cursed him secretly, saying that Zhang Yan is not good at being a human being and is stingy.

However, if some are given and some are not given, it will become offensive.

Those who have not received the meat will hold a grudge against Zhang Yan and look down on him.

Therefore, Zhang Yan could only send it to every leader as much as possible.

The leaders here only include the leaders at the deputy factory director level and the leaders of the logistics department, the workshop directors and other departments, and Zhang Yan cannot give them the help.

I can't afford it, and if the workshop director is concerned, it's not enough to get another tiger.

After all, not only the leaders in the factory need to give it away, but some leaders in Tong Mei also need to give it away, and Duan Chang'an and others also need to give it a piece of tiger meat. Zhao Shengli and the others have to give it to him.

Also, Wen Youliang has been thinking about it for a long time, and today I secretly reminded me several times.

Wen Youliang gave it to him, and Dr. Zhen Jia also had to give it to him, and...

While sharing the meat, Zhang Yan couldn't help but shake his head.

This is how this society is, with human calculating everywhere.

If you don't pay attention, you may offend people.

Zhang Yan was busy until dinner, and continued to work after dinner, and then worked until midnight.

The next day, Zhang Yan and Tong Mei each left home with the divided tiger meat.

"Director Liang, it's the Chinese New Year, and I don't know what gift to you. Take the tiger meat I gave me before and try it."

"Doctor Zhen, Dr. Jia, it's the Chinese New Year. Take some of the tiger meat given by your comrades home and try it."

"Master Wen, this is the tiger meat you have always been thinking about. How to eat it? You are the chef, so I don't need to teach you, right?"

Zhang Yan first gave all his colleagues at Red Star Hospital a portion of tiger meat.

Then he took the other tiger meat and came to the factory office building.

"Xiao Zhang is here, you are giving us the face of the steel rolling factory manager this time." Seeing Zhang Yan come in, Director Yang enthusiastically gave Zhang Yan to the sofa.

"Manager, this is what I should do. Don't praise me anymore. It's time to be proud of me."

"What's wrong with pride? You are the pride of our steel rolling mill! Now, leaders of various departments in Xicheng District, who doesn't know that there is a miracle doctor in the hospital affiliated to our steel rolling mill?" Director Yang slapped the sofa and said loudly.

"Director, I dare not be a miracle doctor. I am still far from here and I still need to learn more." Zhang Yan quickly said modestly.

"Director, some time ago, my comrade-in-arms brought a tiger to you because I was at Xicheng Hospital and didn't have time to deliver it to you.

It just so happened that it was used as a gift to wish you a New Year, don’t dislike it.” Zhang Yan took out a large piece of divided tiger meat from his bag.

It's about ten pounds.

"Haha, I heard that this tiger meat is a good thing, how could I dislike it?

If anyone dislikes you, you can take it back, I don’t dislike you.” Director Yang glanced at the tiger meat and joked happily.

"Uh!" Zhang Yan smiled awkwardly, Director Yang's words were difficult to answer.

"If anyone dislikes me, I will definitely send it to Director Yang."

"Haha! I heard you have made a lot of tiger bone wine?"

"That, I haven't had time to soak it yet!" Zhang Yan scratched his head.

He asked Lao Liang to go to the logistics department to purchase high-level liquor, but he bought high-level liquor. He had been busy at Xicheng Hospital and had no time to make tiger bone wine.

"It doesn't matter. When the soaking is done, give me a few bottles. Look at what kind of wine is suitable for me?"

"You usually drink some tiger bone wine, but you can't drink too much at a time, so it's best to keep it within half a liang.

You can drink some Hu Qian wine in the middle, which is within half a tael of liang." Zhang Yan thought for a while and said.

"Okay, I'll listen to you. I'll go back and soak the medicinal wine. I'll send me a few bottles." Director Yang nodded with a smile.

I was full of expectations for the tiger bone wine that Zhang Yan soaked, especially the tiger secret wine.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

In fact, it is not just him, but the entire rolling mill thinks that it has some status, and no one is unanticipated.

Hu Qianjiu, known as Hu Qianjiu at a man’s gas station, can that man not expect?

"Don't worry, factory manager, I can't guarantee anything else, and the factory manager's medicinal wine will definitely be indispensable in the future." Zhang Yan quickly promised.

"Haha, this is what you said. If you don't have it in the future, I'll ask you!

Did you, Dean Liang, tell you?

You, Hu Qian wine, soak more.

In this way, we don’t have to worry about sending anything when visiting our factory during the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Chinese New Year.” Director Yang said with a smile.

"Okay, factory manager! This time I plan to make most of the tiger-sun wine, and a small number of them make tiger bone wine." Zhang Yan agreed very well.

As a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and a married traditional Chinese medicine practitioner, it is naturally clear that the market demand for Huqian wine is greater.

"Do it well! The factory plans to add burden to you next year!" Director Yang said last.

"Thank you for your trust, I will do my job well.

Factory Director, you are busy, so I won’t disturb your work.” Zhang Yan knew that it was time to say goodbye.

After leaving the factory director's office, Zhang Yan gave another serving of tiger meat to the secretary and the three deputy directors in the factory, which naturally made false politeness indispensable.

After I finished delivering the tiger meat, I returned to Hongxing Hospital and it was almost noon.

Back at the office, Zhang Yan called Duan Chang'an, Chu Mingxing and Tian Haiming and asked them to go home to get tiger meat tonight.

They are all friends who live a life, so there is no need to be so polite. They go home to get tiger meat. Although they can't come empty-handed, Zhang Yan has to drink a drink.

In the afternoon, several patients came, all of whom came to see Zhang Yan’s reputation.

This made Zhang Yan a little excited.

"Doctor Zhang, I heard that you have very good medical skills. Show me what happened to me. It doesn't work after taking a lot of medicines." The patient said with a smirk.
Chapter completed!