Chapter 60 Production 1

"I heard Philip talking about this drug and it was said that the profits were substantial," Trikupis said.

Constantine waved his hand to Schmidt who was standing aside;

"Schmidt, invite Nina, the director of the Greek Congo Corporation, and Philip, the director of the Athens City Hospital," Constantine ordered.

Schmidt turned around and walked away.

"Is there a lot of pressure to keep the production process secret?" Trikupis asked curiously.

There is only one explanation for the fact that Constantine still has not produced such a highly profitable drug.

"Yes, as long as this news spreads, I'm afraid all kinds of collaborators will come one after another," Constantine responded with a headache.

"Constantine", while the two were chatting, Nina and Dr. Philip had already arrived.

The four of them sat down around the reception table.

"I have called you two this time to discuss the large-scale production of artemisinin," Constantine said to Nina and Philip.

"My initial plan is to hire Dr. Philip as the chief engineer and Nina as the general manager to work together to organize the production of artemisinin."

After hearing Constantine's words, both of them looked embarrassed.

"Ah? But I am working in a hospital now? How can I have the energy to get involved in the production of artemisinin?" Dr. Philip said in embarrassment.

"Yes, I am now a director of the Greek Congo Corporation. There are so many accounts and businesses that need to be reviewed and supervised every day. I have just started working recently?" Nina was also a little surprised.

"You two are the people I trust the most. Apart from you two, I really can't think of anyone I can trust in the production of artemisinin."

Frankly speaking, the production process of artemisinin is simply a money printing machine. Constantine would not dare to hire anyone who does not know the ins and outs of it.

After all, the benefits are very attractive. If the production technology is stolen, judging from the situation in this era, it can only be considered bad luck.

It is impossible to be chased back.

The laws on patents in various countries only have legal effect within the country. If you do not apply for a patent in other countries, you cannot prevent others from stealing the patent.

"Dr. Philip, you are a doctor with a lofty sense of mission and professional ethics. It is your duty to save lives and heal the wounded."

"There are many people to choose from for the position of director of Athens City Hospital, but you are the only candidate I can trust as chief engineer."

"Didn't you once say that it was a pity that such a specific malaria drug could not be mass-produced? Now the opportunity for mass-production has fallen to you, but you shirk it?"

"For those malaria patients who cannot afford expensive quinine, or for whom quinine has no obvious therapeutic effect, every day artemisinin is delivered prematurely can save these poor people one day earlier," Constantine said to Philip. .

Dr. Philip is relatively indifferent to wealth, and his own net worth is relatively rich, and his family is also a large local family in Greece.

Faced with such people, the temptation of a high salary and generous salary is limited. Compared with material things, such people pay more attention to spiritual satisfaction.

Constantine naturally took the right medicine.

After hearing Constantine's words, Philip's brows relaxed.

Constantine, out of gratitude for Philip's help in the experiment, has been providing artemisinin to the Athens City Hospital for the treatment of malaria.

Thinking that more patients would be treated with relatively cheap artemisinin in the future, Philip couldn't help but feel his heart beat fast and his breathing became a little short.

Seeing this, Constantine struck while the iron was hot; "This is an act of immeasurable merit, Doctor Philip, do you really want to refuse?"

After hesitating for a while, Philip felt that what Constantine said did make sense, and finally nodded.

"As for Nina, you have already been working in the Greek Congo Corporation for several months. You already know the specific processes and organizational forms of a company. You are a business major and are now responsible for organizing artemisinin. Production is considered suitable, and apart from you, I can’t find anyone more suitable to hold this position.”

Constantine said sincerely.

Now Nina is no longer the little girl who followed Constantine around all day long.

Wearing a black OL uniform: a tight black slim-fitting suit and a black hip-covering short skirt.

The whole image is of a free and easy, refined and capable strong woman.

After several months of business experience, Nina has undergone a completely new change.

Seeing Constantine nephrite's request, Nina couldn't refuse, so she could only nod in agreement.

Seeing that Constantine regarded his prime minister's conference room as his business office, Trikupis couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

"Prime Minister Trikupis, this matter also has something to do with you," Constantine said quickly when he saw the Prime Minister facing the floor impatiently.

"What does this have to do with me?" Trikupis wondered.

"Why doesn't it matter? It is foreseeable that this factory that produces artemisinin will definitely become a major taxpayer in Greece in the future. How can you, the Greek Prime Minister, say that it doesn't matter?" Constantine said.

“The production process of this factory definitely needs the protection of the Greek government,” Constantine said.

"So the Greek Intelligence Agency needs to take practical actions to protect such a large taxpayer. Isn't this request too much?"

Commercial espionage is pervasive, and the only way to prevent it is with professional intelligence personnel.

No one was better suited than the Greek Intelligence Service.

"So that's what you meant," Trikupis suddenly realized.

After pondering, Trikoupis agreed.

For a country like Greece with a population of over one million and scarce resources, it is not easy to find a commodity that can balance the trade deficit.

Almost all of Greece's industrial products, such as cloth, steel, cleaning products, medical supplies, etc., need to be imported.

These products are rigidly needed, and the government cannot intervene with administrative orders.

The only large-scale exports of Greece are raisins and olives.

A large amount of precious metals are flowing out every day.

Greece is now like a patient with a bleeding wound, getting weaker and weaker.

The reason why the Greek government frequently borrows large sums is to some extent to alleviate the plight of precious metal shortage in the Greek domestic market.

It's like giving a blood transfusion to a patient who has lost a lot of blood.

Although it is a poison to quench thirst, the Greek government can't stop.

Once this artemisinin is mass-produced in Greece, it will undoubtedly be exported abroad in large quantities, so that the situation of precious metal outflow in Greece will be greatly improved.

This is the goose that lays golden eggs. Not only can it receive a lot of tax revenue, but it can also balance trade. It really kills two birds with one stone.

Thinking of this, Trikoupis couldn't help but agree.

"Okay, I will say hello to the Greek Intelligence Agency and ask them to send someone to contact Miss Nina directly."