You were tasked with guarding the Sihang Warehouse, and you brought out a Tiger tank?

Lin Feng put down his teacup and looked directly into Smith's eyes.

"We don't sell the technology, we only sell the finished products."

This is my bottom line.

If Pan Asia Company cannot accept this, then our conversation can end here today.

Smith's smile froze for a moment.

He hadn't expected the young warlord of the Great Xia to be so assertive.

He could even refuse the temptation of 100 million Imperial Marks; it seems impossible for him to get something for nothing.

"Alright, General Lin. We respect your decision."

Smith compromised.

"So, what is the price of the finished medicine?"

"Like the Hans, nine small yellow croakers per dose. Or the equivalent in silver."

Lin Feng quoted the price, then changed the subject:

"Of course, industrial raw materials like rubber, sulfur, and steel are also acceptable. I know your company has some murky relationship with the Japanese Central China Area Army, and you are fully capable of transporting these supplies to Qingcheng Port."

Smith gasped.

The price is extremely high, but considering the drug's exclusivity and miraculous effects, there is still a huge profit margin if it is shipped back to China and sold to wealthy politicians.

"We can accept the price. As for rubber and such, the price might be a bit higher."

Smith nodded.

"However, General Lin, you summoned us here not just to sell medicine and incidentally buy some in-demand goods, right?"

Smith is a smart man.

If Lin Feng was only after making money, he could have sold all of his production to the Hans, who desperately needed strategic resources.

The Hans are now spending money without batting an eye in their preparations for war.

Lin Feng's special visit to White Eagle Trading Company must have had another purpose.

"Mr. Smith is a straightforward man, so I'll get straight to the point."

Lin Feng stood up and walked to a map of Qingcheng Port hanging on the wall.

He picked up his baton and pointed to a spot on the map.

"This is the former site of the National Lu Province University."

During the Japanese occupation, it was converted into the naval headquarters.

Now that Qingcheng Port has been liberated, I am preparing to reopen this university.

Lin Feng turned around and looked at Smith.

"The kind of liberal arts university I want to run is not the kind that only teaches people to compose poems and couplets."

I want to establish a true comprehensive university of science and engineering.

It includes mechanical engineering, chemical engineering, aerospace dynamics, and modern clinical medicine.

Smith was somewhat puzzled.

"General Lin, establishing a university is a good thing."

But what does this have to do with our Pan Asia Company?

"Daxia lacks top-notch educators and engineers."

Lin Feng walked back to his seat and sat down.

"And you, White Eagles, have just experienced an unprecedented economic depression."

Although the economy has improved somewhat, a large number of factories are still closing down.

Countless excellent engineers, university professors, and surgeons are unable to find suitable jobs.

They even had to queue on the street to receive relief soup.

Lin Feng's words hit Bai Ying's sore spot.

The Great Depression of the 1930s caused heavy losses to the White Eagle Nation.

President Luo's work relief program only alleviated the crisis. The economy would not be fully recovered until World War II broke out and the White Eagle became the arsenal of the democratic world, making a fortune from the war.

A large number of highly skilled professionals are still in a state of idleness or underemployment.

"I want your Pan Asia Company to act as my headhunter."

Lin Feng put forward his core requirements.

"Use your network of connections within the White Eagle."

Go to major universities, research institutes, and hospitals to recruit the top talents for me.

As long as they are willing to come to Qingchenggang to work.

"The salary will be paid according to the highest salary standard they received in White Eagle. We'll use the money you paid me for the medicine to offset it, how about that?"

Lin Feng took out a glass bottle filled with white powder and placed it on the table.

"If they are not interested in money."

I can use penicillin as a resettlement allowance.

I believe that for true medical experts and microbiologists...

To be able to personally participate in the subsequent research and development and clinical application of this groundbreaking drug.

More attractive than any amount of money.

Both Smith and Dr. Thomas were stunned.

They originally thought Lin Feng was just a lucky local warlord who had a secret formula.

I never expected this young man to have such great ambitions.

He not only wanted to make money off the great powers, but also to undermine them.

Use the talent of the great powers to build the industrial and medical systems of Great Xia.

"General Lin, your plan is very ambitious."

Smith swallowed hard.

"But you should know that the Far East is currently engulfed in war."

Those professors and engineers might not be willing to risk their lives to come here.

"That's where Mr. Smith and you all need to put your eloquence to use."

Lin Feng smiled.

"Tell them that Qingcheng Port is now the safest place in the entire Great Xia."

The 33rd Army Corps has the capability to protect everyone working here.

Moreover, as long as Pan Asia recruits one qualified senior expert for me.

I can grant you an additional fifty doses of priority purchase rights in your penicillin procurement quota.

Smith's eyes lit up completely when this condition was presented.

Fifty doses of penicillin—this stuff can save lives. Even if a wealthy person isn't sick, they'll stockpile medicine; there's never any worry about it selling.

If you ship it back to China and resell it, you'll make tens of thousands of dollars in pure profit.

This is more profitable than any other trade.

Under the reward, there must be a brave man.

He estimated that as long as the money was right, those unemployed American engineers would be scrambling to go, let alone the Far East, or even the Arctic.

"make a deal!"

Smith reached out his hand without hesitation.

"General Lin, Pan Asia Company will immediately activate its domestic network of contacts."

The two sides shook hands and reached a far-reaching agreement.

a few days later.

As Hans and the White Eagles continued to send transoceanic telegrams.

The news of the advent of penicillin spread like wildfire throughout the upper echelons of European and American society and the medical community.

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New York, the United States of America, across the Pacific Ocean.

The conference room at the famous Mount Sinai Hospital was filled with the nation's top infectious disease experts.

Dozens of copies of Dr. Thomas's clinical report were made and placed in front of every expert.

"Incredible, this completely defies existing common sense in pathology."

An elderly professor with gray hair looked at the data and shook his head repeatedly.

"Clear Staphylococcus from the blood within 48 hours."

If this report is true, then all our research over the past few decades has become worthless.

"The report is true."

Representatives from the headquarters of Pan Asia Company stood at the conference table.

"We have obtained a small batch of samples through special channels."

Secret human experiments were conducted at Johns Hopkins Hospital.

The results were even more astonishing than the report described.

The conference room suddenly exploded.

All the doctors went into a frenzy.

"Who invented this drug? Bayer? Or some European laboratory?"