A doctor who travels through two eras

Lin Sanqi wants to open a pharmaceutical factory?

Lin Tianhua and Yin Lianyi both looked at him in surprise. The pharmaceutical factory was really too grand and out of reach for a small, fledgling enterprise.

Especially Lin Tianhua, all he was thinking about was whether his nephew and boss had lost his mind.

As a loyal minister, when the lord becomes arrogant, it is natural for you to become a minister of remonstrance.

"Xiao Qi, what kind of pharmaceutical factory are you going to open? As far as I know, small domestic pharmaceutical companies are having a hard time right now. Moreover, this is a technology-intensive high-tech industry. Without scientific research capabilities, you can't open a factory at all."

Lin Sanqi knew that everyone had misunderstood, so he explained with a smile:
"Don't worry, everyone. When I say I want to open a pharmaceutical factory, I don't mean to open it right away, but I want the company to start preparing from now on. The pharmaceutical factory I am targeting is a traditional Chinese medicine factory, not a Western medicine factory, so the equipment and technical strength requirements are not too high."

If you make medicine according to the traditional method, all you need is a handicraft workshop.

Lin Tianhua said puzzledly: “Even if it is a Chinese patent medicine, it is too late to get involved now.

If it is just low-end products such as Niuhuang Jiedu Tablets and Huoxiang Zhengqi Water, these Chinese patent medicines are low-priced and have thin profits. There are at least thousands of manufacturers, if not tens of thousands, and the competition is very fierce. It would be better to sell our Cordyceps than to open such a pharmaceutical factory.

If we want to make big money, we must have flagship products like Pian Zai Huang, Yunnan Baiyao, and Musk Heart Pills, but these prescriptions are top secrets protected by the state. We do not have such resources and cannot enter the high-end market.

So I don’t think it’s a wise choice to enter the pharmaceutical industry right now.”

Yin Lianyi nodded repeatedly beside her. She studied finance and economics, so she must have her own opinions on the market economy.

"Yes, Mr. Xiaolin, pharmaceutical companies are far from being as simple as we think. The procedures are very complicated. For example, you need to obtain a production batch number, buy a production line, build a modern laboratory, and have a group of high-end researchers. All of these require a lot of money.

We are currently a small company with over 9 million yuan in funds. It is not a problem for us to have a turnover of over 20 billion yuan this year. However, if we want to enter the pharmaceutical industry, this amount of money is not enough to make a living.”

Lin Sanqi was confident:
"If you want to enter the Chinese patent medicine market and make good medicine, there are only two points. One is to have your own flagship product, that is, you must have a secret recipe. The second is to have authentic raw materials, right?"

Several people in the conference room nodded.

“I will find a way to get the raw materials. Even if the raw materials are banned by the country, I can still find a way to get them. The current difficulty is to avoid the legal risks involved. I want everyone to think of a solution together.

As for secret recipes, I can tell you now that I already have four secret recipes. One of them is Babao Wan, which is the counterpart of Pien Tze Huang. The second secret recipe is Qingxin Zhengfeng Wan, which is the counterpart of Angong Niuhuang Wan. "

Lin Musen is a person in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, and he was surprised when he heard it:

"Son, Pianzihuang and Angong Niuhuang Pills are state-secret prescriptions. Did you really get them?"

Lin Sanqi chuckled and said, "I did get it."

"Did you get it from the 12 old gentlemen?"

“Yes, so it’s definitely genuine.”

"Hahaha, good, good!!!"

The conversation between the Lin father and son made no sense to other people, but everyone obviously understood that the Lin father and son had a secret, and there were 12 experts behind them providing technical support?
Lin Tianhua asked uncertainly:
"Xiao Qi, do you mean that we can also produce Angong Niuhuang Pills and Pian Zai Huang ourselves? Will there be any patent disputes?"

Lin Sanqi once again gave affirmation:
"I have already inquired about it. Angong Niuhuang Wan and Pianzaihuang are generic names, not trademark names. For example, there are currently 132 manufacturers in the country producing Angong Niuhuang Wan. Each factory can use the name of Angong Niuhuang Wan. At most, they can register a trade name.

There is a small problem with Pian Zai Huang. The Zhangzhou Pharmaceutical Factory wants to monopolize the name of Pian Zai Huang, but you can sue them in this matter. After all, the recipe of Pian Zai Huang was handed down from the Ming Dynasty and does not belong to any factory or private individual, so no one can monopolize it.

By then, we can produce Lingnan Tang brand Angong Niuhuang Pills and Pianzaihuang, and their efficacy will definitely be no worse than that of Tongrentang and Zhangzhou Factory. Taking advantage of the social hype about these two medicines, we can quickly open up the market.”

Lin Tianhua asked worriedly, "Can the efficacy really be exactly the same?"

Lin Sanqi replied confidently:

"The efficacy will only be better, because the medicinal materials of these two medicines have been replaced by artificial materials, and I have a way to obtain natural medicinal materials, as well as a full set of ancient pharmaceutical processes. I am confident that I can surpass Tong Ren Tang and Zhangzhou Factory."

Lin Tianhua was somewhat skeptical:
"If the efficacy is better, then I am confident that it will be promoted quickly. Now everyone knows that our Lingnan Hall only sells good medicines, and its reputation has long been established. Haha."

Uncle Lin suddenly interrupted:

"According to the Animal Protection Law, the use of natural medicinal materials is prohibited in China. We can open a pharmaceutical factory in Hong Kong or Macau. There are not so many restrictions there. Then we can sell it from Hong Kong to the mainland. The worst that can happen is that we have to pay a tariff."

Lin Sanqi was a little surprised: "Wow, this is possible? Xiangjiang is also part of our country. We can't use it, but they can?"

At this time, Uncle Lin took out his phone, walked out of the meeting room, and dialed a number directly to inquire on the spot.

After returning a short while later, Uncle Lin gave a positive reply:
"Natural materials can be used in Hong Kong. I just asked someone and found out that Tong Ren Tang has opened a pharmaceutical factory in Hong Kong. It circumvents domestic legal restrictions and uses natural materials to make traditional Chinese medicines. But there is a problem. Natural Chinese medicinal materials, such as musk and bezoar, are not allowed to be exported to China. If we set up a factory in Hong Kong, we will be at a loss if we can't get good raw materials."

Lin Sanqi thought that others could not get natural medicinal materials, but he could. Things like natural musk, natural bezoar, etc. could be obtained by 1960.

The key is that you may not even have to go through the trouble of setting up a factory. You just need a shell company, because the pharmaceutical workshop can be set up in the Changping branch in 1960, and then the sales can be done in 2023.

Setting up a pharmaceutical factory is just a cover, a show for outsiders.

Then there's nothing to worry about.

"Okay, today's meeting has two agendas. Uncle Shi, I'll trouble you to set up the Lingnan Hall's field office. Also, please pay attention to the pharmaceutical factory. We will start sooner or later, so it's best to make plans early."

After everyone left, Lin Musen suddenly asked urgently:
"Son, did you really get the secret recipe?"

Lin Sanqi also lowered his voice and said:
"Yes, and I got not four secret recipes, but more than 4 secret recipes, all of which are the secret recipes kept by the 12 old Taishans. If all of these secret recipes can be transformed into medicines, even if only one tenth is successful, we will make a fortune. Oh, dad, wait a minute."

Lin Sanqi pushed the door open from the chairman's office and came back a few moments later with a wooden box in his hands.

"Dad, look, these are the recipes for the four secret ingredients, as well as the production process."

Lin Musen's eyes sparkled with excitement. "Baby, this is such a baby. I never thought our family would have such luck."

"Dad, that's not all. Not only did I get the secret recipe, I also got more than 2000 medical books. These medical books are out of print. Are you interested in studying them? But I promised those masters that I would return them to their owners in the future."

Lin Musen slapped Lin Sanqi on the head:

"Stupid, we can't get the original, but we can make a copy."

Lin Sanqi slapped his forehead and said, "Ah, ah, I am so stupid. I originally wanted to copy all the medical books by hand, and I was worried that it would take me forever to copy so many medical books."

Lin Musen solemnly instructed:

"Those medical books have not been passed down to later generations. They must have been destroyed during those ten years. What you have in your hands now are all unique copies. You should quickly have someone make copies. Even if we don't use them in the future, you can leave a valuable legacy of traditional Chinese medicine for the country."

Lin Sanqi thought that his father was truly selfless, as he was planning to pass the inheritance down to his family.

Not long after Yin Lianyi returned to the office, Lin Sanqi rushed in again:

"Bitch Yin, go buy a few more photocopiers. I have more than 2000 books to copy. I'll leave this to the four beauties in the Finance Department. Don't let anyone else get involved."

Zhong Yangyang was not happy: "Wow, boss, we are in charge of finance. How long will it take us to copy more than 2000 books?"

Lin Sanqi stretched out a palm and shook it:

"After the copying is done, I will give each of you 10 yuan as a labor subsidy. Do you want to do it? If not, I will find someone else."

Zhong Yangyang jumped up immediately: "Let's do it, let's do it. Boss, as long as the money is in place, don't treat me like a human being tonight."

Mo Zilan also shouted exaggeratedly:
"Who else is qualified to handle this matter except our Finance Department? How can those rough guys in the Sales Department do such a delicate job? We must personally share the burden with General Manager Lin."

People who work in finance are very good at doing math.

There are more than 2000 books, and each person is responsible for copying more than 500 books. This means that you can get 200 yuan in labor fees for copying one book. If you copy 2 to 30 books a day, you can earn several thousand yuan in extra income.

If you can get a high salary and high subsidies, only a fool would not do it.

While the others were still arguing, Wang Manke, who had said nothing, had already dialed the number of the office supplies dealer:

"Hey, Boss Qian, yes, you should prepare four state-of-the-art copiers right away, and prepare more ink cartridges and paper, yes, send them over right away, and pay in cash."

When Lin Sanqi heard this, sweat started dripping down his face, thinking that this little girl was really good at biting a dog that didn't bark.

After dealing with the company's affairs in 2023, Lin Sanqi traveled back to 1960 again.

When he drove a large truck back to the Changping branch the next day, he found two large trucks parked in the yard and several men in military uniforms were waiting for him.

"Hello, Comrade Lin Sanqi, we are from the Digital Hospital..." (End of this chapter)