The Chief shot him a glare. "You only get out of bed when there's money to be made, don't you? If this stuff is going to be available to everyone, there's no way we can charge too much for it. Besides, each person only needs one bottle of this potion. It's the very definition of a one-off sale."
Shen Bing pulled a face. "Chief, you're really doing me an injustice here. I just have more important things to do. Besides, I never said I wouldn't invest in this area, only that I might not devote too many resources to it. I reckon developing the equipment for mass production will take at least a year or so."
The Chief already had a fairly thorough understanding of Shen Bing's sense of time. Projects that others thought would take years or even decades to produce results seemed lengthy to him if they took more than two or three months. This appeared to be another such case. Even mass-production technology for something as powerful as the Gene Potion would only take about a year, and that was because he wasn't focusing his main efforts on it. Otherwise, the time could be cut even further.
The Chief smiled. "That's all I needed to hear! A year isn't long. The state won't make any demands about whether you focus your main efforts on this. You developed this technology, and the state won't steal the fruits of your labor. Even if you end up selling it around the world, whatever money you ought to earn will still be yours. Profit is the greatest driving force behind technological progress. I understand that very well. Of course, I do have one small request. I hope this product can meet domestic demand first, and that its domestic price won't be