Spy Wars: Get the Predator equipment at the beginning

Chapter 964 Head of Logistics and Medical Procurement Department, Connor

Following the directions of the sentry at the gate, Zhang Yunhe arrived at the office building of the Logistics Department's Medical Supplies Procurement Office.

Because of the bombing, the work schedule here has been disrupted, making it relatively safer to work here at night.

The office building was still very busy at this time, with officials and staff members carrying documents and moving back and forth in the corridors.

"Knock knock knock," Zhang Yunhe knocked on the door of the director's office.

"Come in"

Zhang Yunhe pushed open the door and entered, smiling as he greeted the middle-aged British man sitting behind his desk: "Hello, Director Connor?"

"I am, who are you?" The foreigners didn't have many tricks up their sleeves and directly stated that they were Connor, then asked about Zhang Yunhe's identity.

“I am Zhang Yunhe. Director Connor can just call me Zhang. I heard that you are troubled by the uncontrollable infection and death of many wounded soldiers in the field hospital. I came to you to solve this problem!” Zhang Yunhe said.

Connor immediately understood. "Oh, you're here to sell drugs? But do you know that the best drug for treating gunshot and blast wounds right now is sulfonamide? However, sulfonamide cannot treat all infections, and a large proportion of infected patients die because the inflammation cannot be controlled!"

Zhang Yunhe said, "I have a drug that has a stronger anti-inflammatory effect than sulfonamides. I believe you have heard of this drug, but it can only be produced in the laboratory at present and cannot be mass-produced industrially!"

Connor's eyes lit up: "You mean penicillin? I know about this drug, but it's extremely rare and too expensive. Ordinary soldiers simply can't afford it. Even if we were willing to spend a fortune to purchase penicillin, we still couldn't buy it!"

Zhang Yunhe smiled and said, "Director Connor, I have some goods on hand. Won't you invite me to have a seat?"

Connor was taken aback, then overjoyed, and quickly stood up to greet him warmly: "Oh, I completely forgot a gentleman's courtesy, Mr. Zhang, please have a seat, would you like a cup of coffee or a whiskey?"

Zhang Yunhe laughed and said, "Oh, coming here for a cup of coffee at this hour is really unbearable. How about a glass of whiskey instead!"

"Of course, just a moment!"

Connor immediately turned to pour the wine. As he picked up the glass and bottle, he chatted with Zhang Yunhe without turning his head: "Mr. Zhang, we are not allowed to drink during working hours, but as you know, the air raids are too frequent now, so we can only work at night. Drinking a little after dinner has become our habit and a kind of culture!"

Zhang Yunhe walked to the sofa next to him, sat down, put down his briefcase, and said, "I can understand. People's lives and habits change with the times and environment."

Connor poured two glasses of wine, turned around and handed one to Zhang Yunhe, then sat down opposite him and said, "Mr. Zhang, you look like a Chinese person?"

“Yes, I am Chinese!” Zhang Yunhe nodded and asked, “How did Mr. Connor figure that out?”

Connor smiled and said, "I worked in your country for a while. Although Asians all look similar, there are still significant differences in temperament between people from different countries. Besides, your London accent still has some Chinese accent."

"At first I thought you were Japanese, but I quickly dismissed that idea because I've met many Japanese people, and they are all very polite when they first meet a stranger, bowing at the slightest provocation. Also, most of them like to keep a little mustache on their upper lip below their nostrils, which they may have learned from the Germans."

“I’ve met many Chinese people, but they all seem very self-conscious in front of Westerners. They can’t even straighten their backs. But you’re different. You have the best mental outlook of all the Chinese people I’ve met. Your smile is very confident!”

"Thank you for your kind words. I know that English gentlemen don't like to beat around the bush, and I actually prefer this way of communicating. I've come to see you today to promote penicillin to you and your logistics and medical procurement department."

Connor took a sip of his drink and said, "Penicillin is indeed a good medicine. Since you have it, I can buy a few vials for emergencies, but I can only buy a few because I know that this medicine is very expensive and there is no market for it. I also know that this medicine is not easy to preserve and will spoil if stored for a long time, and will not have any therapeutic effect!"

Zhang Yunhe put down his wine glass and said with a serious expression, "Director Connor, I think you have some misunderstanding about my medicine. My medicine is indeed very expensive, but it is cheaper than penicillin on the market, that's the first point; secondly, you may not know that I have a large quantity of penicillin on hand. This medicine is not from a laboratory, but has already been put into large-scale production at a pharmaceutical company!"

"Third, regarding the issue of penicillin being difficult to preserve and unable to be stored for long periods, you are referring to penicillin produced in laboratories, which are injectable and water-soluble. Experiments have shown that penicillin is highly water-soluble, and aqueous solutions do indeed quickly lose their bactericidal activity."

"But my penicillin is different; it's not an aqueous solution, but a dry powder. In a dry, cool environment, it can be stored for more than two years without losing its medicinal properties."

"When administering it to a patient, the doctor first mixes it with saline solution, ensuring it dissolves completely in the saline solution, and then injects it into the patient's body!"

Connor gasped in astonishment: "Oh my god, turning penicillin into a dry powder with a shelf life of over two years, that's a brilliant idea! But can your pharmaceutical company really mass-produce it in a factory? How much stock do you have on hand right now?"

Zhang Yunhe said with certainty, "Yes, we have developed the production technology for large-scale industrial production of penicillin. In a month, I can supply you with 20,000 boxes every month!"

"One box of penicillin contains six vials of dry powder, and each vial contains 400,000 units of penicillin. Even for treating critically ill patients, one box is enough!"

Connor straightened up and asked, "Will there really be 20,000 boxes every month a month from now?"

“Yes, as production capacity expands, the monthly supply will only increase, whether you want to supply military field hospitals, or official or private hospitals!” Zhang Yunhe said.

Connor looked at Zhang Yunhe with his light blue eyes and asked, "What's the price?"

Zhang Yunhe said, "As far as I know, one vial of penicillin costs $200 at the Joker's place, and a box costs $1200. There's no market for it, and I believe the price will only be higher in the UK and other places!"

"Of course, if you want to purchase in large quantities, the price I give you will definitely be the wholesale price, $1000 per box. After the transaction is completed, I will privately return 10% of the payment to you as your personal commission. You can specify the method of reimbursement: cash, check, or bank transfer to your designated bank account!"