Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

How dare Meng Zezhi speak in such a tone!

To put it bluntly, it is based on the fact that there are 700 million AIDS patients in the world, and this is only the official data.

Prior to this, the common treatment method for AIDS all over the world was "cocktail therapy". The so-called cocktail therapy is actually antiviral treatment, which refers to the combination of three antiviral drugs according to certain rules, just like the preparation of cocktails in Western countries. used to treat AIDS.The therapy both stops HIV from multiplying and prevents the development of drug-resistant virus in patients.

But the curative effect of 'cocktail therapy' is not 100%, the patient must take medicine for a long time, and cannot be cured.Moreover, long-term medication can cause toxic and side effects including lipid malnutrition, abnormal accumulation of fat in the back and abdomen, and abnormal increase in blood lipid concentration, among which the most serious ones are liver failure and diabetes.

According to industry data, in 2017, the total market sales of antiviral reversal drugs was 270 billion US dollars.

And this is still in some developing countries (such as India, which is the country with the largest AIDS population in Asia, with 570 million AIDS patients according to official statistics), violating the patent system, wantonly imitating original drugs, and market intervention (including seeking financial support for market intervention, subsidies drug manufacturer) in the case of—

This is mainly because antiretroviral drugs are scarce, and the price is controlled by the market. Without intervention, it will definitely exceed the affordability of African countries. After all, African countries are where AIDS is rampant.

Don't forget, the 270 billion US dollars is just the sales in 2017. If it is 10 years, 20 years... that will be a figure that ordinary people can only look up to.

The profit of ordinary commodities is generally not higher than 50%. In the pharmaceutical industry, commonly used drugs, taking 2ml of 20mg of Nafopam hydrochloride injection as an example, the ex-factory price is 0.32 yuan per tube, and the winning bid price is 18.49 yuan. The retail price is 21.26 yuan, which means that the intermediate profit is as high as 6500%.

And this is not an exception.

In the scarce drug market, this figure can be quadrupled.

Of course, we can’t say so absolutely. After all, the rarer the drug, the higher the initial investment, including the equipment, plant, and especially the research and development costs of the drug.

The interest of antiretroviral drugs that can prevent the reproduction of the virus is so high, but how big is the market prospect of specific drugs that can cure AIDS?

According to Meng Zezhi's preliminary estimate, if it is mass-produced, the cost price of a set of four courses of liquid medicine should not exceed 3000 yuan.

From the capitalist's point of view, then, as the only drug in the world that can treat AIDS so far, a set of liquid medicine, it is not too much to sell for [-] US dollars, right?

Of the 700 million AIDS patients in the world, even if only 20.00% of them have the ability to receive treatment, that is a profit of 7000 billion US dollars.

You must know that Bill Gates' net worth is only 860 billion U.S. dollars.

As long as the AIDS vaccine is not developed for a day, will the country and social welfare organizations dare to ignore the life and death of the remaining 80.00% of AIDS patients?

It is cold-blooded to say this, but who dares to say that it is not the truth.

Marx once said: "If there is a 100% profit, the capitalists will take risks; if there is a 200% profit, the capitalists will flout the law; if there is a 300% profit, then the capitalists will trample on everything in the world." !"

This is why, these pharmaceutical companies will come to your door.

Meng Zezhi did not intend to hand over the production of specific medicines to domestic pharmaceutical companies. On the one hand, it was to complete the task of revenge on Jiang Qiyang. On the other hand, it was not conducive to the expansion of interests. Pharmaceutical companies need strength but no strength, need sales channels without sales channels, hand over special effects drugs to them, clinical trials, plant construction, and equipment assembly... It will take at least two years before and after—this is their original words.

In two years, once something goes wrong, the sample is lost or the experimental data is leaked, it is enough for foreign cutting-edge biological laboratories to crack the secret of the special medicine in the shortest time——

In the face of trillions of dollars in profits, how do you think these pharmaceutical companies will choose?

Meng Zezhi couldn't afford to gamble, and neither could these domestic pharmaceutical companies.

Don't think that there are only a few pharmaceutical companies sitting here. In fact, they represent the interests of a large part of capital predators in the United States and Europe.

Take Johnson & Johnson, the No. [-] on the Forbes global pharmaceutical company list, as an example. The largest shareholder of Johnson & Johnson is BlackRock Group, and the largest shareholder of BlackRock Group is PNC Bank Association.

The PNC Banking Association is affiliated to the Rockefeller Foundation, yes, it is the largest monopoly group in the United States based on the oil monopoly, through continuous control of financial institutions, extending its sphere of influence to various sectors of the national economy, and even influencing the government's domestic and foreign policies.

Otherwise, why would Meng Zezhi dare to pin his hope of revenge on Jiang Qiyang on the special medicine for AIDS?

Walking out of the conference room, Meng Zezhi was in a good mood and refreshed.

As soon as he reached the door of the office, he was stopped by someone.

The person who came was Master Dong, the school worker: "Professor Meng, I have your letters. There are more than a dozen letters from abroad!"

"letter?"

Since he proved Goldbach's conjecture, he has received at least a hundred or so letters every month, but they are all mail.

This is the first paper letter to be recovered.

"Okay, thank you Master Dong."

"Professor Meng is polite."

After entering the office, Meng Zezhi opened the thick stack of letters and looked at them. There were eighteen letters in total, including letters of recommendation written by thirteen well-known professors from Harvard, Princeton and other universities to seven students.

In foreign countries, especially in the United States, when recruiting students, professors pay attention to grades and at the same time hope to obtain more information to understand this student, so the recommendation letter system came into being.

American professors value recommendation letters, and more importantly, the research performance and academic status of the person who rewrites the recommendation letter. A recommendation letter written by an industry leader can often change the tutor's view of the applicant, thereby changing the admission result.

This is not the first time Meng Zezhi has received a letter of recommendation, but it happened in his previous life.

Meng Zezhi went through these recommendation letters carefully. It is true that those who can be recommended by famous professors have no scientific research ability, at least better than the students under him.

Meng Zezhi felt a little moved.

Then I called Dean Fu: "Dean Fu, do we recruit foreign students?"

"What?" Dean Fu asked.

"It's like this..." Meng Zezhi explained the ins and outs of the matter.

"Recruit, why not recruit." Dean Fu cheered up: "When did our mathematics department have such a treatment?"

"However," after the surprise, Dean Fu said in a deep voice: "Although academics have no national boundaries, people have national boundaries. If conditions permit, we must give priority to training our own people."

"Don't worry, I still have a sense of proportion on this point." Meng Zezhi said.

"Then how many do you plan to recruit?" Dean Fu asked.

"Two, one with a Ph.D. and one with a Master's degree. Give me one more doctoral student enrollment quota."

The original plan was that Meng Zezhi planned to recruit five masters and two doctors.

"That's fine." Dean Fu agreed, he wished Meng Zezhi would accept more students.

Just as he hung up the phone, there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Meng Zezhi said casually.

"Professor Meng, are you busy?"

Meng Zezhi looked up: "Dean He?"

Dean He is the dean of the Department of Biology.

"Didn't bother Professor Meng!" Dean He said with a smile.

"No, please sit down." After speaking, Meng Zezhi stood up and poured him a glass of water.

"Why does Dean He come to me when he is free?"

"Didn't I hear that Professor Meng plans to work with Professor Zhu to develop an AIDS vaccine?" Dean He took a sip from his water glass, "I just came to ask Professor Meng if he wanted to recruit some students to help him?"

"Recruiting students?" Meng Zezhi realized later: "Biology major?"

"Correct."

"Let's think about it," Meng Zezhi rubbed his chin. It was true. When he entered the laboratory, he would not be able to make his math students do the trivial things for him.

Thinking of this, he hesitated and said, "But I'm not a professor in the biology department either!"

"Small matter." Dean He said with a smile: "I will get you an honorary professor title when I go back, and I will report your name when the degree committee holds a doctoral supervisor selection meeting next week."

So recruiting students is just a cover, the most important thing is to get Meng Zezhi to be a professor in the Department of Biology.

This is a living sign.

"Is this okay?" Meng Zezhi was taken aback.

"Others can't do it, Professor Meng, you must do it."

Now that Dean He's words are all about this, Meng Zezhi has no reason to refuse, he nodded: "That's okay, I will..."

He pondered for a while: "Two doctoral students, two graduate students."

Anyway, one flock of sheep is herding, and two flocks of sheep are also driven.

"Then it's settled." Dean He smiled happily.

When he got home, Zhu Zhengqing had already prepared dinner.

Meng Zezhi threw the coat he took off on the sofa, looked at the big fish and meat on the table, and raised his eyebrows: "Well, what a good day is today?"

"It's not a good day," Zhu Zhengqing's eyes flickered, and he changed the subject: "By the way, what would you like to drink?"

Meng Zezhi stared at his slightly red ear tips, half-closed his eyes: "Brandy, just the bottle that President Chen gave me a few days ago."

"it is good."

At the dinner table, Meng Zezhi poured a small glass of wine for himself and Zhu Zhengqing, then raised his glass and said, "Come on, let me toast you, you have worked hard these three months."

"Yes." Zhu Zhengqing accepted it with peace of mind.

Afterwards, the two of them didn't talk any more, they just speeded up their meal by coincidence.

After filling their stomachs and resting for a while, Meng Zezhi went into the kitchen, and Zhu Zhengqing went to the bedroom.

After washing the dishes, Meng Zezhi reached out to unbutton the top button of his shirt when he heard the faint sound of water in his ears, fidgeting.

He lingered at the door twice, and finally stretched out his hand decisively to open the bathroom door.

The hot and humid steam rushed towards his face, looking at the naked person in front of him, his eyes blurred, and he said in a low voice: "How about we wash together?"

Although Meng Zezhi is a novice, a novice also has the taste of a novice, for example, the speed of piling is fast, and he can hit tricks at a point that can go in and out.

Until Zhu Zhengqing yelled in a daze, "Dad."

Meng Zezhi stopped biting the little red fruit, he didn't know whether he should be impotent or should be more energetic.

If it's the former, it's a bit of a disappointment.

If it's the latter, it's a bit perverted.

Before he could react, Zhu Zhengqing reached out and pinched his waist, humming, "Why did you stop, move..."

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi almost couldn't hold back, immediately put these weird thoughts behind his head, and started to work.

Two hours later, when Meng Zezhi came back from the shower, Zhu Zhengqing was still awake.

Meng Zezhi lifted the quilt and lay down, Zhu Zhengqing rolled over and slipped into his arms.

Meng Zezhi twirled the quilt for him: "Go to sleep."

"No," Zhu Zhengqing closed his eyes and said in a long nasal voice, "I still have something to tell you."

"What's the matter, you said."

"Say, what are you talking about?" Zhu Zhengqing thought in a daze, "By the way, you are not allowed to authorize the patent of AIDS specific medicine to Tenry Pharmaceuticals."

This is so domineering, but it sounds like a baby.

"What?" Meng Zezhi cheered up: "Did Tengrui Pharmaceutical offend you?"

He remembered that Tenry Pharmaceuticals was one of the top five pharmaceutical companies in the world.

"Um--"

After panting for a while, Zhu Zhengqing said intermittently: "Why do you think I gave up the cutting-edge biology laboratory at Harvard and returned to Huaguo? A new type of monoclonal antibody drug has been released, which is anti-tumor, which is still a blank in China. I want to authorize the patent to Huayi Group for production. Tenrui wants to monopolize the high-end market of anti-tumor drugs in Huaguo, so I came up with I bought the patent from me at a high price, but I refused... Later, my laboratory began to be frequently attacked by hackers, and more than a dozen colleagues were either intimidated or bribed to leave the laboratory one after another... Huhu... "

As she spoke, Zhu Zhengqing's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally fell asleep directly.

Meng Zezhi frowned slightly and said, "Okay."

The author has something to say:

Zhu Zhengqing: ...Ahem, this is my first time blowing pillow wind, and I'm not very proficient yet!