In September, the umbrella company acquired Isis Pharmaceuticals for 930,000 pounds and completed the reorganization that month.
In mid-October, the animal experiment passed and the Medical Safety Committee issued a clinical trial permit.
At the same time, the standardized industrial production line of Yunduan Baiyao was completed, and the first batch of 100 bottles of Baiyao were successfully filled in the trial run, and the efficacy of industrial production was verified.
In late October, the temporary license was issued and the drug was available on the market. Patrick immediately launched a blanket advertising campaign in almost all mainstream media such as the Times, the Daily Telegraph, the Guardian and the BBC.
In early November, the first batch of orders was provided by several pharmacies that trusted Patrick, totaling 5,000 bottles.
That afternoon, 2,600 bottles of medicine were produced.
At the same time, the raw materials were sold out.
In the new Isis Pharmaceuticals factory, Patrick frowned as he looked at the dozens of boxes of Yunduan Baiyao in front of him.
"Do we have enough raw materials for so many potions?" he asked in disbelief.
Murphy was also a little embarrassed. He had already bought out all the white fresh vegetables in Diagon Alley, and even went there twice to replenish the raw materials, but he still greatly underestimated the huge productivity gap between industrial production and handicraft workshops.
The materials he collected were enough to supply Diagon Alley for one or two months, but they were used up in two hours in the pharmaceutical factory, and even the machines and equipment were not running at full capacity.
Compared with the Muggle world, the size of the wizarding world is still too insignificant.
"Can we get more raw materials?" Patrick asked.
"Yes, but it will take time, and it may not be sustainable for the time being."
Murphy wondered whether he should consider going to other countries and wizard settlements to try to collect them.
"It turns out that the raw materials are so scarce. No wonder I have never seen such a strong potion."
Patrick was open-minded and even felt more at ease.
If it weren't for this, he really couldn't understand why this medicine hadn't been discovered by others, but was made by a teenager who had not received professional pharmaceutical training - how embarrassing would this be for so many pharmaceutical researchers around the world?
"We must think of a way to solve the problem of raw materials, but now the most important thing is how to complete the order."
Patrick pondered for a while and said, "Add water."
Murphy was a little surprised, "Can you do this?"
Patrick nodded, "Just do it! Now each bottle of white medicine is 30 ml, but one or two drops of white medicine are enough to treat ordinary minor wounds. 30 ml of medicine capacity is too wasteful."
As he spoke, the idea in his mind also opened up, "In fact, we must add water. An ordinary family doesn't have so many external injuries. A bottle of white medicine is enough. How can we sell our medicines in a few years?"
"No, adding water is not enough. The effect of Baiyao is too strong, and it almost does not need to be used continuously. Then we will make it into disposable drops, or disposable sprays, disposable band-aids, etc. We will sell the medicine by the drop!"
Murphy thought about it and said, "That makes sense, but you have negotiated the price with them before. Our pricing is not cheap to begin with. Can we still sell it if we reduce the amount of medicine?"
As for whether this unscrupulous behavior of reducing the amount without reducing the price is unethical, Murphy does not have such an idea. He is mainly worried about the sales problem.
"The order only states the amount, and they don't know the proportion of the ingredients in the medicine anyway. The medicines in this batch of orders will be bottled first, and each bottle will be enough for one or two treatments, and then some disposable medicines will be given as gifts."
Patrick's thoughts became clear as he spoke, "Let the pharmacist test it, reserve 0.2 or 0.3 ml of the original liquid in each bottle, and mix the rest with water or alcohol to see the effect."
"These raw materials should be very expensive, right?" Patrick asked.
Murphy calculated that he spent about 100,000 pounds on gold, all of which were exchanged for Galleons, and two-thirds of them were used to buy white fresh.
Therefore, the cost of these white fresh was close to 90,000 pounds.
But only more than 2,000 bottles of medicine were made.
On average, the raw material cost of each bottle of medicine is about 35 pounds.
That is, the cost is about 1.2 pounds per milliliter.
And they used the more expensive medicines at present as a reference, and priced a bottle of Yunduan Baiyao at only 15 pounds.
Murphy had no idea how much medicine his materials could produce before. Now, if he really sold the original amount of medicine, he would lose a lot of money.
But if he follows Patrick's method, each bottle of medicine only has 0.2-0.3 ml of stock solution.
The cost of each bottle is directly reduced to less than 0.4 pounds. Even if the price is as low as the most competitive 5 pounds, he still has more than ten times the profit margin.
Cleverly, this amount of medicine is completely enough.
Even for treating more serious wounds, only two to three drops of white fresh essence are needed.
And one drop of liquid medicine is about 0.05 ml.
0.2-0.3 ml of stock solution is about 4 to 6 drops, which is enough to treat two serious injuries. Judging from its efficacy, it is completely enough to meet the needs of ordinary families.
He roughly described the cost to Patrick, and then he couldn't help but patted Patrick on the shoulder, "Patrick, you are a genius!"
The two discussed the purpose, positioning and price of various disposable products for a while.
"All disposable products must be individually packaged and exquisite. The best content also needs the best appearance to be recognized."
"Finally, the most important thing is that our trademark must be printed in the right place on each product. The red and white umbrella logo you drew before is very recognizable and will definitely leave a deep impression on people."
Need I say more?
The billions of corpses in the doomsday wasteland let you know what the oppression of the Umbrella Corporation is.
Thinking about the Umbrella Corporation logo all over the streets in the future, Murphy has begun to worry.
Merlin's balls are about to shrink!
In short, I will never touch virus research in the future!
However, Murphy still supports this proposal. At present, the aesthetics of Boss Joe has caused a trend in the business world, and Patrick is obviously a fan of Boss Joe.
And he does have many similar characteristics to his idol.
After some discussion, Murphy no longer has any doubts about whether Yunduan Baiyao can be accepted by the Muggle market.
He took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it to Patrick, "I wanted to give it to you yesterday, 5% of the shares, don't think it's too little, people can't buy it even with 5 million pounds."
But for Murphy, Patrick's role is actually much more useful than Jim's 5 million pounds.
Patrick took the equity certificate with a calm face.
"Why, don't you think it's enough?"
Patrick shook his head. "I just did some calculations. With a conservative estimate of a 15-fold profit margin, this order alone can make us a net profit of more than 70,000 pounds. And this shipment volume is less than one thousandth of London's demand, and less than one ten-thousandth of the entire UK. But considering the effect of Baiyao, it will surely be popular all over the world."
"This 5% will be worth billions within a year, and it will continue to rise. How can I feel it's not enough?"
"But compared to the glory of bringing such a product to the world, billions of pounds don't seem to be a big deal."
Murphy was a little surprised. "I didn't expect you to be an idealist."
But this is not particularly surprising. If Patrick didn't have that little bit of idealism, he wouldn't have been recruited by a young boy like me.
"Haha, I think we will leave our names in history!" Patrick's eyes sparkled.
Murphy suddenly found this middle-aged bald man a little cute.
He smiled, "Since you want honor and money is nothing to you, give me back my shares."
Patrick's face froze, and he quickly took back the equity certificate.
"I was wrong just now. All honors belong to the umbrella and to you, the boss. I just took a ride. What honors? Nonsense."
Honor belongs to honor, but you still have to eat.
Murphy was happy, "Don't worry, no one can take this 5% away from you. Moreover, in the future, we should not have only Yunduan Baiyao as a product. You probably underestimated the value of this equity."
Patrick suddenly thought of the notebook he took out when he told Murphy about the experimental steps of Baiyao.
Baiyao was just a page torn off by Murphy in the notebook.
Maybe Murphy has one or two other drugs of the same level as Baiyao? Even three or four? Or more?
"Huh." Patrick finally suppressed the wild thoughts in his heart.
He put the voucher solemnly into his backpack, thinking of framing it later.
"Thank you for your generosity." This time Patrick's expression was much more serious.
Murphy smiled, "All glory to the umbrella."
But Patrick stared at Murphy with a somewhat uncomfortable gaze, "All glory to the boss!"
(End of this chapter)