Chapter 13: Mo Wuji’s Worries (2/2)
Whether the new drug was a success, he was not entirely sure. Going full force with promotion efforts was Mo Wuji’s intention, saying that there was no chance of failure. But now…
Mo Wuji stood up, walked beside Lu Jiujun and pat his shoulders, “Old Lu, you need not worry, nothing’s wrong with the drug.”
“Then why do you look like you have something on your mind?” Lu Jiujun was half-relieved after hearing that the drug had no issues. As long as the drug was okay, anything else could be resolved.
Mo Wuji sighed, “Old Lu, have you thought about whether we have the ability to protect our turf once the Nine Lives Healing Solution goes into the market and brings us lots of wealth, there’ll definitely be people who are jealous of us.”
Truthfully, Mo Wuji never thought that this small promotion campaign could have incited such a large response. He also did not expect that people of this world would desire drugs that can cure infections to such a great extent. He was sceptical if at this rate he had the chance to earn the first bucket of gold after the drug goes on the market.
Even though no one other than himself knew that the production of penicillin is easily copied, what if someone took action against Dan Han Drug Refinery in secret before they have earned the first bucket of gold? It wouldn’t be good.
Lu Jiujun was momentarily stunned after hearing Mo Wuji’s words, and proceeded to burst into laughter, “Brother Mo, because you were born into the royal family, it is natural that you do not understand how Cheng Yu state’s laws work. Not only for Cheng Yu state, in the whole Xing Han Empire, are workshop businesses protected, as long as you pay a certain amount of taxes. The initial reputation of Dan Han Drug Refinery has spread all the way into the Xing Han Empire, who would dare to take action against us? Dan Han was about to collapse due to my incompetence before.”
Mo Wuji did not let up because of what he heard from Lu Jiujun, Dan Han Drug Refinery was only as strong as a bum. Without any fists backing it up, it would be weird not to have anyone eyeing this business. On Earth there was a company involved in the production of FruitPhones, which looked very big, with many employees. However, it was really only earning sweatshop money, having to bear with the atrocious attitudes of others. The day that company stopped taking up outsourced jobs, would be the day it becomes the next Dan Han Drug Refinery.
As for Lu Jiujun saying that they would be protected by Xing Han Empire, Mo Wuji did not believe in it at all. As long as enough profits were at stake, anything could happen. From his experience of his long-time lover backstabbing him, he knew that some things cannot be regulated by laws and morals.
But he wanted to become a big shot, and this would need him to earn lots of money, making him unable to keep a low profile.
Logically speaking even if someone were to compete with Dan Han Drug Refinery for profits, they should be using the soft approach before the hard approach. As long as he controlled the core products, and sold them when he needs some money, then there would be no danger.
After thinking until this point, “Old Lu, I’ll put it across bluntly first. If someone wants a share of this, they can take my share in the business, but not any of my share of the money.”
“Sure, no problem. Don’t worry about it,” Lu Jiujun agreed to Mo Wuji’s demands without a second thought.
Mo Wuji sighed in his heart, and did not request for Lu Jiujun to sign a contract. Sometimes when one’s ability is not good enough, what use would a piece of paper have?
He’s alone in Rao Zhou City, even if something were to happen, no one would help him.
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After discussion with Lu Jiujun, Mo Wuji fermented penicillin all day and all night. In order to keep the power in his hands, other than for the collection of Penicillin which requires large manpower, he personally performed all other steps in the production. Two months away from home, he was not resting properly at all, other than when purchasing herbs for the drug to open spirit channels.
Two months passed, and he finally produced the first batch of penicillin mixture.