Rebirth of the God-level Xueba

Franky is already a Chinese hand, not that good, but in terms of the low threshold requirements of Chinese people, he can say "Hi Hao" and "Happy Chinese New Year", and Franky, who can use chopsticks, can be called a magical foreigner up.

And when he ate the 40th dumpling, the cheers could break the roof.

Even Comrade Yang Feng smiled and said to Yang Rui: "This foreigner is not bad."

"Just because he can eat dumplings?" Yang Rui couldn't think of the reason for Franky's appearance, and his mood was always not calm.

Yang Feng laughed twice, seeing his son who had been quite calm lately losing his composure, he said with interest: "What are you worried about?"

"I don't know what he's here for." Yang Rui let out a breath. After several months of hard work, in exchange for a share and 800,000 US dollars, Yang Rui didn't want to make any troubles.

Father Yang said, "I think it's a good thing."

"why?"

"Eating dumplings with chopsticks, I think he is working hard. If something bad happens, he doesn't have to do it to himself." Yang Feng's answer hit the nail on the head.

Yang Rui suddenly realized, and said with a smile: "As expected of being the secretary of the commune."

Compared with the position of secretary of the township party committee, Comrade Yang Feng obviously missed the feeling of being the secretary of the commune more, and immediately burst out laughing.

Franky stopped his chopsticks amidst laughter, patted his stomach and said, "I really can't eat anymore."

"I haven't eaten the stuffed chrysanthemum chrysanthemum yet." Rui Ma said politely.

"I'm full."

"One more, try it."

"Okay." Fatty can always add another 30% capacity to a stuffed stomach. Frankie shyly picked up another big dumpling, took a hard bite, and chewed happily.

"Mother Yang's dumplings are really good, and there is a lot of meat." Neighbor Director Wang's wife praised sincerely.

Rui's mother smiled from ear to ear, being able to buy meat is a compliment in itself, and every time during the Spring Festival and Mid-Autumn Festival, relatives from the meat joint factory show their faces.

"It's delicious, but I'm too full." The dumplings that Frankie ate were all like small buns, which meant that his big stomach could only hold more than 40.

Rui Ma asked concerned: "Will it taste too weird?"

"No, I like dumplings, Italian dumplings, Japanese dumplings, and Chinese dumplings, all of which are delicious." When Franky was speaking, the translator who was holding dumplings next to him had to put down his chopsticks, and he was also full of effort.

Visitors are curious: "Italy and Japan also have dumplings?"

"Yes, the taste is different, and the method is also different. Italian dumplings put meat, onions, cheese, etc. in the dough, and then cut them with a knife. Japanese dumplings are very similar to Chinese dumplings..." Speaking of food, Frankie It is also eloquent, and the more difficult thing is the translation.

After one question was over, the guests asked more questions.

Yang Rui watched coldly, and finally confirmed that Franky didn't come here to find trouble.

Otherwise, there is no need to be so flattering.

But if you think about it from another angle, maybe you are here to break the contract or something, so you have to please in advance?

Yang Rui couldn't hold back his curiosity, and when Franky finally ate the sauerkraut dumplings and his resistance was zero, he rescued him.

Franky looked bitter: "Eating abroad,

This happens all the time. "

"The foreigners I know usually eat in a fixed place, not many are as bold as you." Yang Rui handed him a glass of water and asked him to relax.

Even among Chinese people, there are many people who can't adapt to sauerkraut dumplings. Rui Ma specially made a few for Franky to try.

At least, Yang Rui himself is not used to it.

Frankie drank some water, rinsed off the taste in his mouth, shook his head and said, "I plan to be a gourmet after I retire, do you know? I have been to 48 countries, and I will go to 2 more countries, which will be 50 countries." .”

"Your passports are really useful." Yang Rui said sincerely.

Franky laughed: "It is naturally useful in Commonwealth countries. In other places, whether it is a passport or building a factory, you need more background and help."

"There are also former colonies." Yang Rui added to him in English.

The exhausted translator finally stopped.

Franky smiled bitterly again, and said, "Yes, there are former colonies, but I want to say that our relations with countries around the world are constantly improving."

"maybe."

"We want to build coenzyme Q10 factories in more places." Franky finally stated the purpose of this trip.

Yang Rui frowned: "We have discussed this issue."

"I know that you refused, but I solemnly propose again, and hope you will consider it carefully."

"Why?" Yang Rui asked.

Franky said in a panic: "There is no reason. We think that one factory cannot meet the demand for coenzyme Q10. Strategically speaking, we need more factories."

"I'm at a disadvantage when you engage in a price war. The increase in production capacity is meaningless to me." Yang Rui shook his head in disbelief.

Regarding the current production capacity of coenzyme Q10 in the world, adding another factory is far from being saturated. Whether it is the Ruijie factory or the factory that Zeneca plans to build itself, they all belong to the first-generation factory of the semi-chemical synthesis method. The cost is much lower than that of the tissue extraction method, but the production capacity is not certain. It will be more than three times that of the WestJet factory, that is, one ton a year is a high figure, and the global demand for coenzyme Q10 is far beyond the scale of ten tons.

However, no matter how big the market demand is, there is always a limit.

It doesn't matter if you build two factories in one go, three or four, five or six, there will always be times when things go wrong.

Once the situation of shortage of supply changes, the worst will be the Japanese factories currently occupying market positions, but WestJet factories and Ruijie factories that have not yet started production will also suffer losses.

Yang Rui had previously rejected Zeneca for this reason, and Franky made this request again, which made Yang Rui extremely curious.

This is the rhythm of climbing up the table knowing that he is going to be slaughtered.

What gives them such confidence?

Frankie was familiar with Yang Rui, so he didn't play sloppy anymore, he just paced into the yard, and then said to Yang Rui who came after him: "We can use other ways to compensate you."

"Oh?"

"Patent money." Franky gritted his teeth and said the word.

The larger the scale of the factory, the more unwilling it is to pay the patent fee, because the patent fee is charged according to the output, which is equivalent to increasing the cost of the product out of thin air, and it is a constant cost.

The most famous patent is the bottle of Coca-Cola, a glass bottle designed by someone, because a patent contract was signed with Coca-Cola, so that Coca-Cola has to pay 1 cent for each bottle of this bottle of Coke produced. And because the glass bottles that were originally planned to be produced in a small amount became the main product, the designer was paid more than 100 million U.S. dollars, far exceeding the design fee itself.

Naturally, the patent fee for coenzyme Q10 cannot be 1 cent, and once Zeneca builds a large-scale factory, the output will not be low.

Yang Rui looked at Franky with the eyes of a fool, and asked, "How can you make this request?"

"Can't you mention it?" Franky was confused. Could this be a Chinese festival custom?

Yang Rui smiled: "It's normal for me to make this request."

Franky breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "The patent fee is 500 US dollars per kilogram, and our plan for this year is more than 5 tons."

A patent fee of US$500 per kilogram is equivalent to 5% of sales and 15% of profits. At present, it is more refreshing than giving 15% of the shares.

The production capacity of 5 tons is quite a lot. Zeneca will build at least three new factories equivalent to the size of Ruijie factory, and the total patent fee will reach an astonishing US$2.5 million. If they build more Factories must pay more patent fees.

Yang Rui didn't understand at all, and asked, "What happened?"

Frankie was silent for a while, then smiled wryly: "There is news that the Japanese are preparing to renovate the factory."

"What kind of update?"

"It is very likely that it is also a semi-chemical synthesis route."

"Impossible." Yang Rui was taken aback by his own voice, and immediately said in a low voice: "My technology distribution is very comprehensive. Even if they have technical reserves, it is impossible for them to break through the technical barriers in a short time."

"They didn't break through your technical barrier." Frankie admired this. It is really not easy for one person to set up a minefield that several other companies cannot break through.

Yang Rui breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Since you haven't broken through the technical barrier, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that they will directly produce regardless of technical patents."

Yang Rui was slightly taken aback.

Franky thought that Yang Rui didn't understand, and took the trouble to explain: "The market monopoly position is the strategic goal of Japanese factories, and the business groups that lose their monopoly position are likely to be abolished by the consortium that controls their fate. Therefore, Japanese companies would rather violate the patent law." , will also use new technology to produce coenzyme Q10..."

"Are they going to sue me?"

"If you sue them, yes, they are going to drag the lawsuit and continue to produce until there is a ruling."

"But the verdict is slow?"

Frankie nodded.

Yang Rui secretly sighed, and finally reached this point. This is also the situation that all small and medium-sized biological companies may encounter. Large consortiums or large pharmaceutical companies ignore the patents of small companies and infringe on patents for profit while fighting lawsuits.

Patent lawsuits are protracted, and some can last for seven or eight years, or even seventeen or eighteen years, which is long enough for a patent to be worthless.

If the lawsuit is lost, of course they will lose money, but most of the time, the money they lose is much less than what they earn.

It can be said that the consortium and large pharmaceutical companies have included the cost of the lawsuit and the final compensation cost into the total cost.

In other words, they know that they will lose the lawsuit and infringe the patent, as long as it is profitable.

Zeneca did not infringe on Yang Rui's patent. On the one hand, Yang Rui's asking price is not outrageous, and on the other hand, it is also because they have not yet mastered the relevant technology.

Japanese companies are different. They can no longer obtain patent authorization from Yang Rui. On the other hand, the technology they reserve allows them to quickly copy Yang Rui's technology.

In fact, Yang Rui's technical barriers cannot be perfect. Companies that have been doing pre-research for a long time may have registered related patents, but they are not as complete as Yang Rui.

"It seems that we can only continue the lawsuit." Money is heroic courage, and Yang Rui has 800,000 US dollars in his pocket. Although it is not enough to finish the lawsuit, he can always pay the initial expenses.

And as long as he can survive until he wins the lawsuit, although he can't grab all the profits, he will always have a lot of compensation, which is more cost-effective than shrinking his head.

Franky was shocked by his answer, and asked, "Are you going to Japan to file a lawsuit?"

"Hong Kong or Japan, in short, I will not let it go." Yang Rui looked serious, and his heart was bleeding. It is quite expensive to hire a lawyer.

Franky relaxed a little, and said, "In this case, it's better to hand over the lawsuit to Zeneca Group. We have our own legal team, and we also have relevant experience and reputation..."

Yang Rui finally understood: "You want to get authorization, and then file a lawsuit with the Japanese company?"

"Yes, it's good for you too."

"It's more beneficial to you. As far as I know, Chinese people don't like to go to court." If Zeneca is the plaintiff, Japanese companies will not be so easy to get out. He belonged to the rich and handsome among the pharmaceutical companies. In the face of such a large pharmaceutical company, the Japanese company may settle in advance and lose a sum of money.

And doing so means that Zeneca is likely to occupy the market.

"A license fee of 800 US dollars per kilogram." Yang Rui can't ask for too much, and this license fee can also well make up for the loss of price wars if it happens. On the contrary, the large-scale upgrading of Japanese factories, coupled with the punishment of reconciliation or victory in lawsuits, the global supply system of coenzyme Q10 is likely to undergo tremendous changes.

Furthermore, even under such circumstances, Zeneca's increase in production capacity will not cause prices to plunge.

Franky countered: "$700."

Yang Rui took the middle value: "650 dollars."

Frankie couldn't wait to say "deal" and took out the contract to sign on the spot.

Yang Rui looked it over, wrote down his name, and was ready to wait for the snowflake-like dollars to fly into his laboratory.