Greece’s Roman Road

"I've heard Philip talk about the drug, and the profit is said to be objective," Terry Kupis said.

Constantine waved his hand and gestured to Schmidt, who was standing beside him;

"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.

"The production process is under great pressure to keep secrets?" Trikupis asked curiously.

There is only one explanation for such a lucrative drug that Constantine is still not produced.

"Yes, as long as this news spreads, I am afraid that all kinds of collaborators will follow 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 around the reception table.

"This time, I brought two people to discuss the large-scale production of artemisinin," Constantine said to Nina and Philip.

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

Hearing Constantine's words, both of them had embarrassed expressions on their faces.

"Ah? But I'm working in a hospital now? How can I have the energy to ask about the production of artemisinin?" Dr. Philip said embarrassedly.

"Yes, I am now a director of the Greek Congolese head office. I need to review and supervise so many accounts and business every day. I just started the work recently?" Nina was also a little unexpected.

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

Frankly speaking, the production process of artemisinin is like a money printing machine. Constantine did not dare to hire someone who knew the basics.

After all, the interests are moving. If the production technology is stolen, in this era, it can only be considered bad luck.

It is impossible to be chased back.

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

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

"There are a lot of people who can choose the position of the director of the Athens City Hospital, but you are the only one I can trust as the chief engineer."

"Didn't you ever say that it's a pity that such a malaria drug cannot be mass-produced? Now the opportunity for mass-production has fallen to you, but you turned it away?"

"For malaria patients who cannot afford expensive quinine, or for whom quinine has no obvious therapeutic effect, artemisinin can treat these poor people one day earlier for each day of premature birth," Constantine told Philippe. .

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

Faced with such a person, the temptation of high salary and generous salary is limited. Compared with material things, this kind of person pays more attention to spiritual satisfaction.

Constantine is naturally the right medicine.

Hearing Constantine's words, Philip's brows loosened.

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 there will be more patients in the future who will be treated with relatively cheap artemisinin, Philip couldn't help but feel his heart beat, and his breathing was a little short.

Seeing this, Constantine hit the railroad while it was hot; "This is an act of great virtue, Doctor Philip, do you really want to refuse?"

After hesitating for a while, Philip felt that what Constantine said was indeed reasonable, and finally nodded.

"As for you, Nina, anyway, you have been practicing in the Greek Congo head office for a few months. You already know the specific process and organizational form of a company. You are a business professional, and now you are in charge of organizing artemisinin. Production is also suitable, and besides you, I can't find anyone else who is more suitable for this position."

Constantine said sincerely.

Now Nina is no longer the little girl who used to follow Constantine all day.

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

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

After a few months of business experience, Nina has a completely new look.

Seeing Constantine's nephrite begging, Nina couldn't refuse, she could only nod her head in agreement.

Seeing that Constantine used his prime minister's meeting room as his own business office, Trikupis couldn't help feeling impatient.

"Prime Minister Terry Kupis, this matter also has something to do with you," Constantine said quickly when he saw the Prime Minister's impatience in front of the building.

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

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

"The production process of this factory definitely needs the **** of the Greek government," Constantine said.

"So the Greek intelligence agency needs to take practical actions~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to protect such a big taxpayer. Isn't this requirement too much?"

Commercial espionage is pervasive, and to prevent it, only professional intelligence personnel can come.

No one is better suited than the Greek Intelligence Service.

"So you're paying attention." Trikupis suddenly realized.

After pondering, Trikupis agreed.

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

Almost all industrial products in Greece now, such as cloth, steel, cleaning supplies, medical supplies, etc., most of them need to be imported.

These commodities are just in demand, and the government cannot intervene in the situation of executive orders.

And Greece's exports are only raisins and olives.

A large amount of precious metals flow out every day.

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

The reason why the Greek government frequently borrows large sums of money is to some extent to alleviate the plight of the lack of precious metals 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 drinking 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 the situation of the outflow of precious metals in Greece will be greatly improved.

This is the chicken that has been laying golden eggs. Not only can it receive a lot of taxes, but it can also balance trade. It really serves multiple purposes.

Thinking of this, Terry Kupis couldn't help but disagree.

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

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