Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

Why should Meng Zezhi dare to speak in such a tone!

To put it hard, it is based on the fact that there are 37 million AIDS patients in the world, and this is only official data.

Prior to this, the universal method of treating AIDS in the world was "cocktail therapy". The so-called cocktail therapy is actually antiviral therapy, which refers to the combination of three antiviral drugs according to a certain rule, like a cocktail in Western countries. The method used to treat AIDS. This therapy can not only prevent the reproduction of HIV, but also prevent the development of drug-resistant viruses in the patient's body.

But the curative effect of ‘cocktail therapy’ is not 100%. The patient must take the medicine for a long time and cannot be cured. Moreover, long-term medication can cause toxic 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 are liver failure and diabetes.

Industry data shows that in 2017, the total market sales of antiviral reversal drugs was 27 billion U.S. dollars.

And this is still in some developing countries (such as India, India is the country with the largest AIDS population in Asia, and there are 5.7 million AIDS patients officially) in violation of the patent system, wantonly imitating original drugs and market intervention (including seeking market intervention financial support, subsidies) In the case of a drug manufacturer)—

This is mainly because antiretroviral drugs are scarce products and their prices are controlled by the market. Without intervention, they will definitely exceed the affordability of African countries. After all, African countries are flooded with AIDS.

Don't forget, this 27 billion US dollars is just one year's sales in 2017, if it is 10 years, 20 years... it will be a number 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 2 ml of 20 mg nafopam hydrochloride injection as an example, the ex-factory price is 0.32 yuan per bottle, and the winning 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 alone.

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

Of course, the words cannot be said to be so absolute. After all, the more scarce drugs are, the higher the initial investment including drug equipment, workshops, and R&D costs will be.

The benefits of antiretroviral drugs that can prevent the virus from multiplying alone are so high. What are the market prospects for specific drugs that can cure AIDS?

Meng Zezhi initially estimated that if it is mass-produced, the cost of a set of four courses of liquid medicine should not exceed 3,000 yuan.

From the perspective of capitalists, then, as the only medicine in the world that can treat AIDS so far, a set of liquid medicines can sell for 100,000 US dollars, right?

There are 37 million AIDS patients in the world, even if only 20% of them are able to receive treatment, that is a profit of 700 billion U.S. dollars.

You know that Bill Gates' net worth is only 86 billion U.S. dollars.

As long as the AIDS vaccine is not developed in one day, will the state and social welfare organizations dare to care about the life and death of the remaining 80% of AIDS patients?

This is strangely cold-blooded, but who dares to say that this is not true.

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

This is why, these pharmaceutical companies will come to the door in a hurry.

Meng Zezhi did not intend to hand over the special effects to domestic pharmaceutical companies for production. On the one hand, it was to complete the task of retaliating against Jiang Qiyang. On the other hand, it was not conducive to the expansion of interests. The most important thing was that the cake was too big and domestic Pharmaceutical companies have no strength, sales channels without sales channels, special drugs are handed over to them, clinical trials, plant construction, equipment assembly... it takes at least two years before and after—this is their original words.

In two years, if there is any mistake in the middle, sample loss or experimental data leakage, it is enough for foreign cutting-edge biological laboratories to crack the secret of 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 can't afford to gamble, nor can these domestic pharmaceutical companies.

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

Take the current Forbes global pharmaceutical company ranking first Johnson & Johnson as an example. The largest shareholder of Johnson & Johnson is BlackRock, and the largest shareholder of BlackRock is PNC Banking Association.

The PNC Banking Association is affiliated to the Rockefeller Consortium. Yes, it is the largest monopoly group in the United States that is based on the oil monopoly and continuously controls financial institutions to extend its sphere of influence to all sectors of the national economy and even influence the government's internal and foreign policies.

Otherwise, why should Meng Zezhi dare to pin his hopes of revenge on Jiang Qiyang on the AIDS drug?

Walking out of the meeting room, Meng Zezhi felt comfortable and refreshed.

As soon as he arrived at the office door, he was stopped by someone.

The person here is the school's school worker director: "Professor Meng, there is a letter from you, from abroad, more than a dozen!"

"letter?"

Since he proved Goldbach’s conjecture, he received more than a hundred letters every month, but they were all mails.

This paper letter was recovered for the first time.

"Okay, thank you Master Dong."

"Professor Meng is polite."

Entering the office, Meng Zezhi opened the thick pile of letters to take a look. A total of 18 letters were letters of recommendation from 13 well-known professors from Harvard, Princeton and other universities to seven students.

In foreign countries, especially in the United States, when enrolling students, professors pay attention to grades while hoping to get more information to understand the students, so the recommendation letter system came into being.

American professors value recommendation letters, and they also look at 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 result of admission.

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

Meng Zezhi scanned these recommendation letters carefully. Those who can be recommended by well-known professors have no scientific research ability, at least better than the students under his hands. This is the truth.

Meng Zezhi was a little moved.

Then I called Dean Fu: "Dean Fu, are we recruiting foreign students?"

"What?" Dean Fu asked.

"That's it..." Meng Zezhi explained the ins and outs of the matter again.

"Recruit, why not." Dean Fu lifted his spirits: "When did our Department of Mathematics receive such treatment?"

"However," Dean Fu said in a deep voice after the surprise, "Although academics know no borders, people do have borders. If conditions permit, they will definitely give priority to cultivating their own people."

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

"Then how many are you planning to recruit?" Dean Fu asked.

"Two, one doctor and one master. You can give me one more admissions quota for doctoral students."

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

"That's OK." The Fu Yuan promised, and he wished that Meng Zezhi would accept more students.

I just hung up the phone here, and 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.

"I didn't disturb Professor Meng!" Dean He said with a smile.

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

"Why Dean He is free to come to me?"

"Isn't it I heard that Professor Meng intends to cooperate with Professor Zhu to develop an AIDS vaccine," Dean He took a sip from the water glass: "I just came over to ask Professor Meng if he would like to recruit a few students to fight for it?"

"Recruiting students?" Meng Zezhi said with hindsight: "Biology major?"

"Correct."

"Let me think about it," Meng Zezhi touched his chin, so to speak, when he entered the laboratory, he couldn't get the mathematics students to help him with the trivial things.

Thinking of this, he hesitated and said, "But I'm not a professor in the Department of Biology!"

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

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

This is a living sign.

"Is this all right?" Meng Zezhi was stunned.

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

Now that Dean He's words are for this purpose, Meng Zezhi has no reason to refuse. He nodded, "That's it, I will..."

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

Anyway, a flock of sheep is released, and two flocks of sheep are also driven.

"Then it's settled." Dean He beamed with joy.

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 on the table, raised his eyebrows: "Well, what is a good day 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 eartips, half-squinting his eyes: "Brandy, just the bottle that Principal Chen gave me the other day."

"it is good."

At the dinner table, Meng Zezhi poured a small glass of wine for himself and Zhu Zhengqing, and then he toasted and said, "Come on, I will toast you a glass. You have worked hard for the past three months."

"Yeah." Zhu Zhengqing was relieved.

After that, the two of them didn't speak any more, they just speeded up the meal.

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

After washing the dishes and coming out, listening to the sound of Ruowu water in his ear, Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand to unbutton the top button of his shirt, fidgeting.

He wandered around the door twice, and finally reached out and opened the bathroom door decisively.

The hot and humid steam rushed over his face, looking at the naked person in front of him, a flower was in front of him, and he said in a false voice: "Why, let's wash it together?"

Although Meng Zezhi is a novice, novices also have the taste of novices. For example, the speed of piling is fast, and he can get in and out of a spot and knock out tricks.

Until Zhu Zhengqing shouted in a daze: "Dad."

Meng Zezhi stopped biting Xiaohongguo, not knowing whether he should be dysfunctional or more energetic.

If it is the former, it is a bit disappointing.

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

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

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi almost didn't hold onto it, and immediately put these weird thoughts behind him, and immersed himself in work.

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

Meng Zezhi opened the quilt and lay in, and Zhu Zhengqing rolled over and got into his arms.

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

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

"What's the matter, you say."

"Say, what are you talking about?" Zhu Zhengqing thought in a daze: "By the way, you are not allowed to license the patent of AIDS specific medicine to Tengrui Pharmaceutical."

This is overbearing, but it sounds like acting like a baby.

"What?" Meng Zezhi cheered up: "Tengrui Pharmaceutical has offended you?"

He remembers that Tengrui Pharmaceutical is one of the top five pharmaceutical companies in the world.

"Ok-"

After breathing for a while, Zhu Zhengqing said intermittently: "Why do you think I would abandon the cutting-edge biological laboratory at Harvard and return to China. It was all forced by Teng Rui... I developed it before. I have created a new type of monoclonal antibody drug that is anti-tumor. This is still a blank in China. I want to license the patent to Huayi Group for production. Tengrui wants to monopolize the high-end market of anti-tumor drugs in China and wants to pay a high price. I bought the patent from my hand, but I didn’t agree...Later, my laboratory began to suffer frequent hacking attacks. A dozen colleagues were threatened or bought out and left the laboratory one after another...whoop..."

With that, 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: ...cough cough, blowing pillow wind for the first time, I'm not very skilled yet!