The Sales Are Something Else
The Sales Are Something Else
Neurogen was officially launched in Korea.
It could be prescribed at pharmacies with a doctor's prescription from a psychiatrist.
The drug could be produced with the help of the Genesis ship. Considering the capabilities of the Genesis ship, it was enough to make the Neurogen that would be consumed in Korea. Of course, from the moment it was sold globally, a separate factory would have to be built.
Using the Genesis ship's abilities to make medicine was like using a butcher's knife to kill a chicken.
People poured into every psychiatry clinic in the country as if they were rushing in. Naturally, they were guardians nursing dementia patients.
"Doctor, wi... will my mother's mind really come back if she takes this medicine?"
A man asked with trembling hands. The doctor nodded at the man's words and said.
"Yes. The effect will definitely appear from two weeks. Neurogen is a dementia treatment. No, you could call it a cure."
The man hurriedly raised his head. The psychiatrist sitting across the desk was looking at the man over his glasses. His expression was calm, but his eyes were filled with conviction. The man felt like he was going to cry.
He had thought his mother would never recognize him until she died, but for such a miracle to happen...!
"You will have to keep taking the medicine steadily... but Neurogen is the world's first drug to treat dementia itself."
Cure.
That word swirled in the man's head.
The man couldn't say anything for a while. Memories flashed through his head.
His mother's face. The expression she had when she looked at him but couldn't recall his name.
He couldn't forget how she would put down her spoon while eating, look at him with empty eyes, and say.
"Who... are you?"
That one phrase dug into his heart like an awl. You would never know how much that breaks a person unless you experienced it. Seeing his only mother not recognize him and treat him like a stranger...
In a word, it was close to the worst.
He covered his face with his hands. His shoulders heaved. He couldn't tell if this was joy, fear, or if the emotions he had been holding back were bursting out all at once.
But one thing was certain.
Now, dementia was no longer an incurable disease.
It had become a disease like a cold that could be cured by taking medicine.
That was how this happened on a massive scale domestically.
Jaeseong Bio released a generous amount of supply, so a situation where Neurogen was lacking did not occur.
Doctors could also breathe a sigh of relief. If the supply was short and they couldn't give it to all patients, they couldn't imagine what kind of resentment they would have heard. Guardians who firmly believed they could finally cure dementia, but couldn't treat their parents because there was no medicine?
Then they would have grabbed the doctor by the collar and shaken them.
Fortunately, that did not happen.
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Three weeks passed since Neurogen appeared.
It was enough time to see the effects of Neurogen. Reviews poured onto the internet after seeing the miraculous healing effects of Neurogen. The opinions of netizens who treated it as a scam completely disappeared.
Now, Neurogen had certainly gained fame as a dementia cure. No one doubted it. Not only the guardians who saw it curing dementia, but also the people watching from the side believed it.
Furthermore, there were also videos uploaded to Newtube of people taking Neurogen and filming daily vlogs. On the first day, parents who couldn't even recognize people, as time passed, their eyes returned, and they could communicate.
And at the end, there were even videos of them walking around normally and talking to their children who were filming them, looking embarrassed.
"Thank you for developing a dementia cure...!"
It was a vlog that was long if you considered 3 weeks long, and short if you considered it short, but it reached 1 million views. Even though it was a channel with nothing on it. Comments were pouring in under the video.
[Wow, it really was true that it cures dementia]
[Jaeseong Bio is now #1 among Korean bio companies]
[It's already #1 in my heart]
[But how do I buy Jaeseong Bio stock? It seems like it's only going to skyrocket from here]
[Yeah, it's a private company~ You can't buy stock]
[But wouldn't they go public...? Considering the money they'll spend in the future, isn't it a bit hard to run a company without going public]
[What do you mean they're short on money, 1 million dementia patients are taking Neurogen a day. They're making 100 billion a day, 3 trillion won a month]
[R-real, they've become a company that earns 36 trillion a year... Of course, that's just sales and it's a private company so I don't know the detailed net profit, but since it's a pharmaceutical company, wouldn't the net profit be high too?]
Of course, there weren't only Korean comments.
[This just changed HUMAN HISTORY.]
[Hold up. Is this real or am I watching a movie??]
[Eh... wait a minute... is it true that dementia is cured?]
Dementia was not a disease that only Koreans caught. It was a disease that had a guaranteed chance of being caught if you were born as a human.
In fact, there were more dementia patients overseas than in Korea. If you only count Koreans, there were only 1 million dementia patients, but if you count the whole world, there were almost 50 million dementia patients living.
If you only count the population, it was comparable to the Korean population. To put it scarily, it was no different than every single person in the Republic of Korea having dementia.
Because the population of the Republic of Korea was 50 million.
That was how the fact that a dementia cure had been developed in Korea spread far and wide through Newtube videos. In the case of dementia patients, it was easy to find these videos because they wandered the internet looking for information to find a solution somehow.
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The biggest amount of money I had ever handled in my life was at most a few hundred thousand won.
It was only a short while ago that my heart would pound just watching the numbers in my bank account increase. Our house wasn't well-off, and it wasn't like we were saving money either. Our family was just living day-to-day, paying off the house loan.
But now it was different.
"Trillions...?"
I couldn't help but drop my jaw at Soyeon's words. I knew it, but it was an amount that didn't feel real.
Assuming I spent 100 million won a day, it was money that would take 27 years to spend. Furthermore, the even more goosebump-inducing point was the fact that if I put it into stocks with high dividends, it would refill by 80 billion won a year. Even after taxes and this and that were deducted.
That meant that even if I spent 200 million won a day, I would still have the principal left. How much would I have to spend to spend 200 million won a day?
"Yes. Jaeseong Bio's monthly sales this month came out to nearly 2 trillion won."
"That money is all mine, right?"
"Yes. Because Jaeseong Bio is Jaeseong-nim's company."
Although it wasn't under my name, it was money that I could spend as I pleased, a sum of 2 trillion. It was an amount that even most entrepreneurs found hard to accumulate.
"But does that much money really remain just because sales are 2 trillion...?"
The general operating profit margin of pharmaceutical companies is about 10%.
If they made 2 trillion in sales, an operating profit of about 200 billion won would come out. But Jaeseong Bio was different.
"The labor cost of the Cultured Humans is free... and there isn't much other money spent on making the medicine, so the operating profit is sufficiently high."
Soyeon said that only labor costs for transporting the medicine and such came out, and there was almost no expenditure on other sides.
That was why she said Jaeseong Bio had an incredibly high operating profit compared to other bio companies. In terms of ratio, she said more than half was left over. This level of operating profit margin was a ratio that even graphics card companies couldn't easily achieve.
The first thing I did was, of course, filial piety.
It wasn't that I respected elders... or revered my parents... or anything like that, but there was the grace of them raising me until now. Even while living hard, Mom and Dad never once took a break from working.
It wasn't a good house, but I was grateful just for the fact that they made a space where I could lie down and sleep. Because if you looked at children who really met the wrong parents, it was nothing short of hell.
Sending them to an orphanage was better. It wasn't like there weren't parents who broke their children's minds while committing all sorts of cruel acts since they were babies.
There were even parents who used such harsh corporal punishment that it damaged the internal organs of a 1 or 2-year-old child.
I was grateful that I hadn't met parents like that.
I told Mom and Dad to quit their jobs. From now on, it wasn't a path of suffering, only things to enjoy remained. I was planning to send Mom and Dad on a world tour. Because the money was overflowing, let alone sufficient.