When An Jingzhi returned to his room, he found it was the same as when the original owner left. He touched the table and thought that someone must have cleaned it every day, otherwise it would not be spotless.
This shows how much Ansipei loves his only son. It's a pity that the original owner was heartless.
The next day, Uncle Lin took An Jingzhi to familiarize himself with the business of the company. An's company mainly dealt in medicinal materials and cloth.
There are many poor people nowadays, and the cloth business is not doing well, but the medicine business is good.
An Jingzhi didn't do anything, just listened to Uncle Lin introducing things as they walked.
"Now that the war has started, it's hard to get medicinal herbs. We used to buy them from the north, so we need to find other channels."
"The silk business is doing well. The ladies in the Magic City like the cheongsams made of our silk. The other cloths can't be sold and there is a lot of backlog in the warehouse."
Seeing that An Jingzhi had listened attentively, Uncle Lin felt relieved and gave a more detailed introduction. As An Jingzhi listened, he thought about the next step.
The source of medicinal materials can be asked to be grown in the surrounding villages, and they can sign contracts to purchase them at market prices. I believe those villagers will be very willing to do so.
You can keep doing it.
After inspecting the business with Lin Bo, An Jingzhi returned home and had lunch with An Shipei. An Shipei could already sit up and eat.
"Dad, I need some money. I want to research a drug that's a bit like ammonia, but it doesn't have as many side effects. I did a few experiments when I was in school, and I believe I'll be able to succeed soon."
"What? Ammonia?" His son said he could make a better anti-inflammatory drug that was more valuable than gold.
No matter how much An Shipei doted on his children, he knew in his heart that he didn't think An Jingzhi could develop it.
But he would never reject his son's request, not to mention that this was the first time his son asked to do something since returning to China.
"How much money do you need? Lao Lin, give Jing Zhizhi 100,000 yuan."
Uncle Lin nodded to show that he understood, although he also felt that the 100,000 yuan would be wasted.
"Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Uncle Lin."
"If it's not enough, ask dad for more." An Shipei was very generous. It was a good thing that his son wanted to do something serious, regardless of whether he succeeded or not.
At worst, I can just stop importing the herbs! I'll just work on silk and hire a few craftspeople to make cheongsams.
After receiving the money supported by Ansper, An Jingzhi sent a telegram to Wilson asking him to help buy some necessary tools, and asked Lin Bo to help find a remote house before starting to produce penicillin.
The reason why I didn't let Wilson help buy it directly was because I was worried that Ansipei would not agree, and I would not be able to come up with the money at that time.
For fear that Ansipei would become suspicious, An Jingzhi waited until the experimental equipment Wilson had helped him purchase arrived, and deliberately waited half a month before telling him that the research was successful.
In just half a month, an anti-inflammatory drug more valuable than ammonia could be made? Ansipei didn't believe it at all.
But after An Jingzhi successfully conducted an experiment on a tetanus patient in the slums, Anspe became excited.
People in the slums have no money to treat their illnesses and are just waiting to die. How could patients refuse such a good thing by trying some medicine and getting ten dollars?
Back home, sitting on the sofa in the hall, Ansipei fell into deep thought. This is more effective than ammonia! Penicillin with fewer side effects! With this drug, how many deaths can be avoided on the battlefield?
But can they keep their home? Once penicillin is sold from their home, it will be like a child taking gold from the market.
It’s clearly telling others to come and grab it!
If you meet someone who respects you, you’ll be fine, and they’ll spare your life. If you meet someone who doesn’t respect you, your whole family will be wiped out, which is normal. In troubled times, human life is worthless.
Thinking of this, Ansipei sighed deeply.
An Jingzhi had just sent a telegram and made a phone call to Wilson when he returned home to see his father looking gloomy.
"Dad, what are you doing?"
"Jingzhi. This penicillin cannot be sold!" An Shipei suddenly raised his head, his eyes fixed on An Jingzhi.
An Jingzhi sat aside and asked, "Father, are you afraid that the people from the Guo Mansion will take action?"
"You know?" This son, who had accomplished nothing and spent his days idle, actually thought of this. An Shipei felt relieved. Since his son had thought of this, he shouldn't have to sell it, right?
"Dad, I wasn't really ignorant before. It's just that with you protecting me, I just wanted to slack off for a while. When you can't do it anymore, I'll take over."
What? So this bastard did it on purpose? He was just lying around all day, acting like a playboy and causing his old father so much worry?! What a disobedient son!
Anshipe, who had never touched his son since he was a child, felt that his hands were really itchy!
If the original owner had said this, Anshipe would not have believed it at all, but judging from his performance during this period, Anshipe believed it.
Even Lao Lin said that he managed the company well. Although he didn't do much, it was enough for him to make decisions carefully and know how to use people.
"I've thought about the penicillin issue. Before returning to China, I opened a company in the United States. I gave out 5% of the company's shares and hired a manager as a partner. I also asked this person to help me buy my experimental equipment."
An Jingzhi was talking about Wilson. He was willing to spend money and sent two telegrams to talk about penicillin. He also offered shares to invite the other party to be his agent in the United States. Of course, on the surface, the company was controlled by Wilson, but in fact, An Jingzhi was the company's largest shareholder.
After receiving the telegram, Wilson was shocked and confused. In order to confirm the news, he called the number left on the telegram.
The two talked for almost an hour, but Wilson still didn't quite believe it. Could such a young Chinese man develop golden penicillin for the battlefield?
If this is true, then countries caught in war will definitely rush to buy it! This is just a money grab!
Wilson didn't believe An Jingzhi, but he didn't want to miss out on this fortune. You know, An Jingzhi's price was 5% of the shares! Don't underestimate it, it's only 5%. If those crazy people on Wall Street heard this news, they would definitely scramble for it like sharks smelling blood!
If Wilson missed this opportunity to make a fortune, he would regret it for the rest of his life. Anyway, he didn't pay anything, so at most he would just waste his time on a gamble. If he succeeded, what would those Wall Street giants be in his eyes?
Thinking of this, Wilson decisively resigned from his position in the bank and began to act according to An Jingzhi's instructions.
Ansipei felt that he had underestimated his son. His son had actually considered this matter before returning to China. It seemed that he was determined to research penicillin after returning to China, and he was confident that he could do it.
He felt relieved but also a little disappointed. Jingzhi had grown into a towering tree and could be a support. As his old father, he could rest assured.
An Shipei patted An Jingzhi on the shoulder and handed over all matters concerning penicillin to An Jingzhi. He decided to wait and see. If his son did anything wrong, he, as an old father, could help to remedy the situation.
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