Chapter 220 No One Can Trick Me, Gret Nordmark! (Mr. Chun, Leader of the Alliance, Adds 3 Updates)

Chapter 220 No one can try to trick me, Gretel Nordmark! (Mr. Chun, leader of the alliance, adds 3 updates)

"Mr. Gretel Nordmark is responsible for providing microscope design plans, usage suggestions, and ideas for improvement."

"The Alchemy Guild enjoys exclusive production and sales rights. It can authorize others to distribute."

"The Alchemy Guild's payment to Mr. Gretel Nordmark is..."

In the conference room, the two sides sat across the long table, assuming a negotiating posture. The old man in overalls dictated one by one, while a 13th-level great magician—who was also a gentleman qualified to enter the judging panel—sat on his right with his hands clasped together. There is a quill standing vertically on the notebook in front of you, automatically recording each item one by one.

After remembering this, the silver-white quill suddenly paused and stopped on the last circle. The old man in work clothes raised his head with a smile:

"Grete, how many do you want?"

Gretel gave him a confused look. He doesn't know how much the patent licensing fee should be. In fact, as a former clinician, he is more exposed to end products rather than front-end patents...

Of course, as a highly sophisticated technology in the world, the patent premium for microscopes must be huge. For example, when a coronary stent first entered the market, it cost tens of thousands of yuan per piece. However, after the patent period expires and a large number of copies are made, the price can even drop to 700 yuan per piece. There is no doubt that the patent premium accounts for a large part of the price difference.

But how much does a microscope cost? How much does it cost? How many units can be sold annually? How much is high-end, how much is mid-range, and how much is low-end?

Also, when the Alchemy Guild encountered similar cases in the past, how were they divided among the magicians?

Gretel doesn't know anything. There is no source of information, so what can he use to negotiate the price?

"How much do you plan to give here?" He threw the ball back. The old man in overalls did not speak. To his left, an 11th-level great magician turned over a page of information and said with a kind smile:

"I just asked the gentleman who just won the award. The price for purchasing this microscope is 500 gold coins. Considering the cost of the lens and labor, the Alchemy Guild can produce it in batches and can reduce the cost to about 300 gold coins. The profit is split in half. , can the Alchemy Guild pay 100 gold coins for each microscope?"

The profit is split in half, which sounds quite generous as a licensing fee. In particular, this is only the profit after deducting direct production costs. Marketing, transportation, management costs and other messy things are not included in it at all. It seems that the Alchemy Guild plans to cover it directly.

And each one costs 100 gold coins! In other words, as long as 60 microscopes are sold, the reward from the Alchemy Guild is enough for Gretel to buy the Eternal Flame!

Is it difficult to sell 60 aircraft? Aurora Wharton touched her pocket and felt that it was not a big deal to buy one for herself and persuade her teachers and senior brothers and sisters to each buy one. There are also those magicians who have reached level 5 under senior brothers and sisters...

Whatever you want, you can go out and have twenty or thirty fights!

He looked happy, glanced at Grete secretly, moved his elbow to poke him secretly. Gretel did not agree immediately. He pondered for a moment and asked sincerely:

“Besides this tube-like microscope, what about other models?

What about magnifications as high as 1,000 times, or even 10,000 times?

What about the one with the light source underneath?

There are three objective lenses at the bottom. Are they driven by a turntable?

What if the two eyepieces are side by side and the two eyes look at the same time?

Is the lens barrel sealed and filled with protective gas?

——How much do you plan to sell for those models? "

"this--"

Aurora Wharton froze. The great magician also froze. He thought for a moment, sighed, and began to vomit bitterness with a deep face:

"Mr. Nordmark, we also have plans to make these... models you mentioned. But no one has ever done these things. We need to summon the best craftsmen and alchemists with expertise in item production to work together. research.

But research takes time and costs, and the specific pricing after production has yet to be studied..."

In other words, high-end microscopes will not be sold so cheaply! At that time, the commission will still be 100 gold coins per game, so it will be a loss!

Aurora Wharton finally reacted, clenched her fists, and quickly became serious again. He tried not to reveal his emotions, but Grete smiled sincerely, leaned forward slightly, and asked:

"Also, are high-level microscopes also traded with gold coins? Or are they traded with contribution points?"

At this point, the old man in work clothes had to cough and cast a reproachful look to his left. High-level microscopes are more suitable for major mage towers and high-level mage. In that scenario, most transactions are done with contribution points, and there are very few exceptions.

The problem is that the exchange of contribution points and gold coins is 1:1 at the official price of the Magic Council, but the black market price can be 1:4 or even 1:5...

Using gold coins to pay licensing fees is a blatant trick.

The old man originally planned to ask his subordinates to negotiate a relatively low price, and then he would come forward to give some benefits - such as a good magic equipment, and make the other party read better. As a result, my subordinate pretended to be generous and lowered the price. The other party smiled gently and sincerely, but secretly pointed out the traps one by one...

This is not easy to talk about!

The old man can only stand up for himself. He sent the guy on his left out first, and asked someone to change the tea and serve snacks. After a long round of tossing, I saw that the atmosphere in the conference room had relaxed a bit, and then I threw the ball back:

"So Grete, how many do you want?"

"I really don't understand this." Gretel looked at him sincerely: "Master, look, I don't understand the production cost, selling price, or sales volume at all. If you are not in a hurry-"

He paused and turned to look at his followers:

"Auro, can you please introduce me to your teacher?"

"That must be no problem! Teacher loves me the most!" Aurora Wharton tried her best to puff up her chest and make herself look more reliable. The eyes of the old man in work clothes changed slightly, and he asked casually:

"He's your friend?"

"No. I am his follower." Master Wharton replied carelessly. After hanging out with Gretel for half a month, I no longer feel embarrassed to say this. Well, as long as I am thick-skinned enough, others will be embarrassed!

The old man was surprised. Just as he was about to say something, a young mage came in with his head lowered and quickly handed him a page of paper. The paper was filled with Gretel's resume, submitted results, and projects submitted to the Magic Council. They were written from the top to the bottom, with not a single line of space left. The old man read ten lines at a glance, watching the eyes of the two people change again and again, and finally sighed to Aurora Wharton:

"Your teacher is really kind to you."

With Gretel's ability and character, he was able to recruit his disciples as followers when he was still a second-level mage. Thick-skinned, decisive in his actions, and well-intentioned, the Archmage Carlisle, who was just a familiar face and had not had many interactions with him, was a character!

"That's~~~" Master Wharton held his head high and looked matter-of-fact.

"..." You don't understand what I am praising...

The old man suddenly didn't want to talk to this guy. He turned to Gretel, touched his beard, and smiled kindly:

"Grete, there are generally several ways for magicians to authorize the Alchemy Guild to produce their own products. Listen to it and decide which one you think is appropriate, we will choose which one:

One is that the Alchemy Guild gives a sum of money to buy it out in one go. Of course, this is mainly applicable to relatively simple results without subsequent improvements;

One is to share the profit according to the profit ratio, with the magician getting between 30% and 50%;

One is to share according to the sales amount. Of course, because including the cost, the magician’s share ratio will not be that high, mostly 10% to 15%.

Considering the importance of this microscope, I can give you up to the upper limit of the share. Of course, I will also give you magic equipment, so you won’t be at a disadvantage compared to the one who got the reward..."

He finally made a long note and looked at Gretel eagerly, waiting for him to make a choice. Well, no matter which way you choose, the Alchemist Guild will make money.

In fact, half the profit or 15% of the sales is not the upper limit. For some products with particularly low cost and high profit margin, it can even reach 2/3 of the profit or 1/4 of the sales volume. For example, some worldly luxuries...

But Gretel is a low-level mage after all. Even if there is a faint shadow of legend behind him, he is still a low-level mage. The upper limit of the usual proportion is already very generous...

"20% of sales. Give me a free sample of each model." Gretel answered without hesitation. Who can control the profits? Material procurement, labor costs, marketing, discounts, all calculated, the reconciliation will be tiring to death!

Well, in fact, he only wants a high-precision microscope...Anything he divides into parts is just an add-on. More or less is not a big problem. The only real thing is not to involve his energy...

The old man opened his mouth to refute. Gretel has raised a finger:

"Most of the processes involved in making microscopes can be completed by ordinary people. In other words, as long as we hire more jewelers, we can increase production. Moreover, the more high-end the model, the higher the profit - I can provide For technical guidance, we can also publish papers to provide as many application scenarios as possible.”

"Application scenario..."

The old man chewed on this new word. He propped his chin up on his calloused tiger's mouth, his eyes flashing: "For example?"

"For example, the Necromancy School." Gretel smiled:

"Believe me, even if they just buy ten or twenty microscopes just to see the truth about the plague, they can pay for it with their eyes closed. For details, you can read the paper on dysentery and the source of the plague that is similar to it , I can provide more than ten kinds.”

He took out the stack of papers again and slid them along the table. The old man squinted his eyes and read it once, then quickly glanced at the resume next to him, then raised his head and looked at Grete carefully:

"More than ten sources of plague?"

"no problem."

"Can you publish a paper?"

"It's a joke. - Well, you have to pay for the experimental expenses, such as buying dyes and experimental animals." It's the same thing to distinguish ten kinds of pathogenic bacteria under a microscope!

The old man laughed happily. The wrinkles on his face opened one by one, and deep in the wrinkles, it seemed as if magic crystal powder was falling:

"So, deal?"

"make a deal!"

"Snapped!"

The two palms hit each other and the sound was crisp. The old man got up and walked to the wall, took out a large piece of paper and spread it on the table:

"Then, let's take a look at what the magic instrument you want looks like..."

(Guess what Grete got in the end?)

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