Dean looked at the three small bottles in his hand: "So, these three bottles of medicine only need to be tested on the human body to be able to be marketed on the market."
Ma Jing nodded again and again: "Although testing on the human body is the most troublesome and the most difficult hurdle, but we are confident!"
"In that case, I'll go and recruit a few people to test the medicine. Prepare the test contract." Dean said. In fact, even if there was no test, he knew that there wouldn't be any big problems with the regenerative medicine in his hand. As long as they strictly follow the formula given by him, there would be a 100% success rate. Ma Jing and the other two were the pharmaceutical elites that he had recruited. They had participated in a lot of drug development and production. The possibility of mistakes was very small for them to follow the formula. So the three bottles of regenerative medicine in their hands were basically equivalent to finished products!
However, there was a rule in the Federation that the drug must go through human testing and review before it could become a legal drug!
Dean came to his office and used the communicator to open several recruitment websites. He posted the recruitment of testers. In order to save time, he gave a high salary of 10,000 yuan. Generally, testers would work for a long time from the first trial to the final product. If they were lucky, they could try three or four times. If they were unlucky, they could try more than ten times or even lose their life.
This also led to a relatively high salary for testers. Generally, it was about 8,000 to 20,000 yuan. In contrast, the remuneration given by Dean was not bad.
After the recruitment was posted, Dean contacted the customer service of the website and transferred 20,000 yuan to them. He asked them to help put the recruitment on the homepage. Half an hour later, someone contacted him.
"I-I want to apply for a job as a tester." There was a stuttering and timid voice on the other side of the phone, but it seemed to be the voice of a middle-aged man.
Dean asked: "Have you seen the recruitment notice? Do you agree with our conditions?"
"I agree, I agree," the man hurriedly said.
Dean said: "Then come to our company tomorrow."
"Well, well, is it true that the remuneration will be paid on the same day?" The man carefully asked.
Dean said: "It's true. Come to test the medicine tomorrow and pay the money tomorrow."
"Really? That's great! Thank you, thank you! "That person hurriedly expressed his gratitude, somewhat excited.
Dean didn't say anything more. He hung up the communication and sighed. Although he didn't see the person, but he could feel that the person was most likely a low-level civilian who was forced by life. After all, being a drug tester was a dangerous profession. It could not even be called a profession. Usually, only those who were short of money or had contracted some kind of disease and had no money to treat it would become a drug tester. The price they had to pay was that even though they might be able to temporarily alleviate their urgent needs, they would still be tormented by the injuries caused by the drug tester for the rest of their lives. They would be in pain for the rest of their lives, and they might even commit suicide out of depression!
It didn't take long for Dean's communicator to ring. It was another job seeker.
Dean frowned slightly. He felt that he needed a secretary. It would take too much time to open a company. He didn't want to spend all his energy on it.
Soon, he posted a secretary recruitment on the website again. This time, he did not give money to the website to help with the recommendation. Being a secretary was a popular occupation. Rather than giving money to the website, he might as well add it to the salary of the secretary.
The next day.
Dean took Ma Jing and the other two to the company to receive the drug testers. Yesterday, a total of 17 people called him. After 10 o 'clock in the evening, the website's recommendation was removed, and no one continued to call him.
Generally, the drug testers must have more than three people, and all of them must be qualified to pass the review. He only kept the first three people and rejected all the others. After all, in his eyes, the drug itself was a finished product, and the price was expensive. Not to mention that he gave them a sky-high price drug, he also gave them money. Such a good thing may not happen in the entire Federation.
"Let me see your injuries." In the office, Dean, Ma Jing and the other two sat on one side, and the other three candidates sat on the other side. Two of them looked uncomfortable, and the other middle-aged man looked very calm. At a glance, Dean found that the middle-aged man's temperament was somewhat tough, different from ordinary people. He had a kind of military spirit, but also a bit of luxury.
Such a person should not be doing this for money.
Dean had observed the bodies of the three people when they arrived. At this moment, he was just walking, so as not to make Ma Jing and the other two suspicious.
"This, this is my injury." The middle-aged man on the far left was nervous and stuttered. He raised his left hand and saw that a finger was missing. It was wrapped in gauze, and there was blood. Even Ma Jing and the other two could see that it was an injury from yesterday.
"Your finger, did you break it yesterday?" Ma Jing couldn't help but ask.
The middle-aged man was nervous and uneasy: "I accidentally broke it yesterday morning. I heard that you are studying regenerative medicine. Should I meet your recruitment requirements?"
Ma Jing suddenly understood and said with a smile, "In that case, your luck is really good. Our medicine basically has no defects. If nothing goes wrong, your finger will grow back, and you can also get 10,000 yuan for the trial fee."
The middle-aged man's eyes lit up when he heard '10,000 yuan'. His heartbeat accelerated a few beats.
Dean could see at a glance that his fingers were broken at night, which was not long after the call with him ended. The purpose was probably for the 10,000 yuan.
Ten thousand yuan for a finger should be a good deal for the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, who was sitting in the middle, glanced at the man on the left. There was a hint of mockery in his eyes, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he lifted up his shirt and took it off, revealing his sturdy chest. However, there were several deep scars on his chest. Below the scars, there was a pit, and there was actually a piece of flesh missing.
"Money is not a problem. Can your regenerative medicine cure my injury? It has already scabbed." The middle-aged man said.
Ma Jing and the other two screamed out in fear as they saw the middle-aged man's body.
"No problem." Dean calmly said.
The middle-aged man looked at him: "Are you the boss? What's your name? "
Dean slightly frowned: "You are here to test the medicine, not to test the boss."
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment before he chuckled and said, "Well said. I hope your medicine works. Otherwise, I will be very disappointed."
Ma Jing and the other two could see that the middle-aged man's identity wasn't ordinary. But his tone made them uncomfortable. Ma Jing curled her lips: "Our medicine is certainly useful. You are taking advantage of us. Otherwise, you may not be able to afford it when our medicine is on the market!"
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