I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 487 Money?Survive?
Zhang Guobin's eyes showed haze, his expression was hidden in the darkness, and he asked in a deep tone: "Ah Wen, what medicine are you taking?"

In the case of morphine, methamphetamines.

That is to change a name and lose fans...

Be a material supplier for drug dealers.

This is challenging his bottom line.

Belly Wen tremblingly said: "I want to take cefixime, tranquilizers, and targeted drugs for breast cancer..."

"There are several large generic drug factories in India. The ingredients of the drugs produced are exactly the same, but the value is only one-fifth of the genuine drugs, and there are exaggerations of one-tenth."

"Currently, Sun Pharma is the only factory in India that can produce targeted drugs, and there is no agent in Greater China. I think Yihai can give it a try."

After Bellywen opened regular private hospitals and private clinics, the structure was immediately separated from "abortion" and "black clinics". Through the drug needs of patients and the high drug prices in Xiangjiang, it quickly realized the market space for "generic drugs".

Why is Xiangjiang Black Clinic so popular?It is because of the high consultation fees that many people in housing estates and low-level citizens look down on doctors.

They have to go to black clinics to seek medical treatment and get cheap treatment. The Hong Kong government does not strictly prohibit the business of black clinics because it is afraid of affecting people's livelihood and causing worse results.

According to the statistics of Belly Wen, the average consultation fee in Xiangjiang public hospitals is as high as 500 Hong Kong dollars, and the average consultation fee in private hospitals is more than 2000 Hong Kong dollars.

At least three million out of five million citizens do not enjoy medical benefits. How big is this market?
Moreover, many patented drugs are expensive, and they have obtained the right to supply cheap generic drugs.

On the one hand, it can solve the problem of expensive consultation fees for citizens, so that more people can afford medicines, and on the other hand, it can open up a huge gray source of income, with at least tens of millions of profits every year.

The Hong Kong region will expand to the entire Hong Kong, Macao and Taiwan, and then supply to the mainland. A market of more than [-] million yuan per year will soon be opened.

Zhang Guobin pondered over the taste, looked at the belly text and said, "Ah Wen, what a great idea!"

"How do you know about generic drugs?"

Zhang Guobin is aware of the generic drug market, but want to go generic?The biggest problem is not how to get the agency right, but to face one of the most powerful industrial capitals in the world, "medical capital"!
This is a world-class capital that is ten times stronger than the capital of the Jockey Club, and it can affect global medical laws and drug laws.

The power of medical capital is stronger than [-]% of the countries in the world!
Zhang Guobin didn't dare to touch this business before, but now he can't play with medical capital at the world level, but he has the guts to fight with medical data in Greater China.

He was immediately attracted by this business. Belly Wen took out a small paper bag from his bosom, carefully poured a yellow tablet into the palm of his hand, put his palm on the table, and introduced to everyone under the light: "Cefaclor, the latest developed The anti-inflammatory drug has a wide range of applications, and can be used for fever, headache, gastritis, enteritis, and various inflammations."

"This one is a new product of Amgen Corporation of the United States. It is understood that it costs five Hong Kong dollars to import to Xiangjiang, and the cost price is less than [-] cents. The same generic drug from India is only one Hong Kong dollar when imported to Xiangjiang. We sell it for three Hong Kong dollars a piece, earning double , and at the same time let the citizens double the savings..."

Ma Wang, Mei Jie, and Da Tou Kun all leaned over their heads, admiring the yellow pills under the light.Although they don't know what generic drugs are, they know it's a big deal just by hearing the price difference of several times.

Belly Wen gushed: "Don't look at the small size of this tablet, it only costs five Hong Kong dollars, and it can be used in a huge amount. At least thousands of tablets are sold every day, and it is an anti-inflammatory drug that costs [-] Hong Kong dollars. It only costs [-] yuan from India, the latest breast cancer targeted drug, Pfizer sells a set for [-] Hong Kong dollars, we, [-]!"

Belly Wen's eyes looked hopeful: "Brother Bin, relying on the strength of our family and Yihai, we can kill big, medium and small, low, medium and high markets!"

Zhang Guobin smiled, took a sip from the wine glass, and said, "It is undeniable, Ah Wen, I am a little moved."

India had experience in producing generic drugs at the beginning of the 20th century, using the industrial heritage left by the British colonial government to produce some unpatented drugs.

Later, the Indian pharmaceutical industry began to cooperate with Hungarian pharmaceutical companies to produce patent-protected drugs in large quantities. The first drug was "stabiliser".

A sedative drug.

After tasting the sweetness of generic drugs once, Indian pharmaceutical companies could not stop.In addition, the Indian government also wants to get rid of the control of the foreign pharmaceutical market, revitalize domestic products, and adjust India's economic policy.

In 1966, the third Prime Minister of India issued a statement: "In a well-ordered world, there should be no patents for medical inventions, and there should be no profiteering between life and death."

Since then, India has begun drastic reforms, directly canceling the patent protection of drugs, and generic drugs have become a legal industry in India.

Relying on its long-term experience in generic drugs, India ushered in a period of vigorous development. At the same time, the Indian government was also attacked by "medical capital" and internal chaos occurred. However, an incident in 1984 made medical capital shut up.

The Indian branch of the Union Carbide Corporation built a pesticide factory near a slum. Due to management errors and worker mistakes, a serious explosion occurred, and cyanide in the factory began to leak.

The leak resulted in the direct death of 2.5 people in India, the indirect death of 55 people, and the permanent disability of more than 20 people.

Cancer rates and child mortality rates among residents there have been higher than in any city in India so far.

In the end, Union Carbide only paid India US$4.7 million in compensation, and the money was distributed to nearly 80 victims and their families, each of whom received only about US$580.

India accepted the compensation because they reached an agreement with US pharmaceutical companies, and India can legally imitate the patented drugs of US pharmaceutical companies.

This is the right to medicine in exchange for 80 lives.

It is precisely because the generic drugs in India are already completely legal that they have been aggressively promoted for export in recent years. However, Xiangjiang has no local pharmaceutical companies at all, and all drugs rely on imports. The smuggling of patented drugs will definitely touch the interests of medical capital.

Ma Wang doesn't understand capital, politics, and economics, but he has an intuition: "Ah Wen, since drugs come in by water, they must be illegal."

"How do you plan to unpack these goods?"

Belly Wen smiled triumphantly: "Xiangjiang Medical Law stipulates that hospitals are not allowed to sell smuggled drugs, otherwise the license will be revoked, but hospitals are not required to sell drugs."

"I asked the doctor to write a bill to the patient. The patient went to the pharmacy across the street to get the medicine, and just signed a no-responsibility form. Rich people who were willing to pay for the genuine medicine took the genuine medicine, and if they couldn't afford the genuine medicine, they bought the generic medicine. People figured it out."

"I have known for a long time that there must be poor and rich people in the world, but the poor must live poorly. We can't let the poor not even have medicine, right?"

Sister Mei nodded and said: "Every sentence makes sense, Ah Wen, I support you."

"We create a way of making money for ourselves and a way of life for the poor, which will not affect the rich, but also benefit the citizens." The more Ma Wang thought about it, the more he felt right.

He slapped his thigh, and his tone was even proud: "If you break the law, you will break the law. Anyway, you have broken enough laws, and you have the right to accumulate some virtue for yourself."

"A Bodhisattva will know who is doing the right thing!"

Zhang Guobin smoked a cigar and fell into thinking. In fact, in order to develop the medical industry, it is necessary to make money from patents, which is an economic ecology.

But everyone is from poor people, so don't worry about your mother.

What's more, operating in accordance with the system does not affect the profits of regular pharmaceutical companies, because the rich will never take generic drugs!

The underdeveloped regions lack markets for patented drugs.

"Poverty is not a sin. People in this world must not be poor to death." Zhang Guobin found that several big bottoms were looking at him, and couldn't help saying: "Although the most common way to die in the world is to die poor, but many, no That’s right, we continue to be the lifeblood of pharmaceutical companies, just to let pharmaceutical companies make a little less money and save a little more people, do you think I’m a bit hypocritical when I say this?”

He laughed at himself.

Ma Wang, the landlord and others shook their heads repeatedly: "Bingo, you are a caring person."

"Brothers are watching."

Cefaclor, which was just released by Belly Wen, was a new drug in the 80s, but more than ten years later, it has become a convenient drug that can be found on the streets and alleys.

However, targeted drugs for breast cancer are indeed the latest products. It can be seen that Sun Pharmaceutical has a high imitation ability, because "targeted drugs" are the latest drug concept in the 80s.

It was not until the 00s that it was formally researched and confirmed, and it became a special research direction.

"Awen, on behalf of the company, I will grant you five million Hong Kong dollars, and I will go to Brother Yao to pick it up tomorrow." Zhang Guobin thought about it: "You take a group of brothers and a boat to India, and help me get the agency right first. A batch of medicine came back to test the water."

"You can handle this matter. If the medical capital makes any moves, I will solve it for you."

Belly Wen excitedly raised his wine glass and muttered, "Brother Bin, I would like to toast you."

"Okay." Zhang Guobin picked up the wine glass, and the two clinked glasses to drink.

Belly Wen also recommended: "This money-making path was actually proposed by a young man in the hall. I hope you can give him a chance to succeed. This young man is called a tuberculosis ghost."

"it is good!"

"Don't say that I don't give you the opportunity to be a junior, you're here to get a job next month, right?" Zhang Guobin chuckled, "He Yihai, give him a job based on merit."

"I see."

Belly Wen beckoned, pulled a boy to his side, and urged: "Did you hear that? Hurry up and thank you, Grandpa!"

A skinny young man with a stooped figure had excited eyes and said emotionally, "Thank you, Grandpa!"

"no need to thank me."

"The opportunity is in front of every brother. Whether you can grasp it or not depends on your ability."

Zhang Guobin waved his hand.

The tuberculosis ghost walked out of the nightclub, put his fist to his mouth, and coughed twice: "Ahem."

"Brother Gui, what did Grandpa say?"

The boys squatted on the ground and stood up quickly. The tuberculosis ghost had tears in his eyes: "Grandpa supports us. Grandpa still has a way out for the poor in his heart."

"Isn't this a way of making money?" A horse boy wondered, "How come it has become a way of making money again?"

"If the elders have a way of life for the poor!" The tuberculosis ghost said angrily, "My old man wouldn't vomit blood and die in the cage!"

The boys were silent. They all knew that if Brother Wen hadn't treated the tuberculosis ghost and rescued the tuberculosis ghost from the corner of the hospital stairs, the tuberculosis ghost would have died of coughing.

"This time, I must bring the medicine back."

(End of this chapter)