My American magical life
Chapter 291 - 291 128 It Doesn't Matter to Cheng Daqi Disobedience Can Be Replaced

291: Chapter 128: It Doesn’t Matter to Cheng Daqi, Disobedience Can Be Replaced 291: Chapter 128: It Doesn’t Matter to Cheng Daqi, Disobedience Can Be Replaced “Dracula Biotech?

Are they really that powerful?”

Cheng Daqi feigned curiosity to encourage Eli to continue, never having expected to hear the name Dracula from Eli’s lips.

He knew all too well how fierce the elder Dracula was!

In the Red Street kidnapping case, dozens of police officers were sacrificed, and two senior police officers died.

On the surface, it seemed either the kidnappers’ doing or an accident or suicide, but the dark hand behind it all was Gru.

And the one who pushed the kidnapping case to its climax was none other than the decisive and ruthless elder Dracula!

At the time, Cheng Daqi was stirring up trouble on a live TV broadcast, trying to blow up the kidnapping case, without realizing that his actions had pushed the elder Dracula to a breaking point.

This old vampire had his back against the wall and had no choice but to spend money on a police assault, the goal being to kill his own son!

And now, the collaborator brought up by Eli turned out to be the heir to the Dracula Family!

“Of course they’re powerful, the Dracula family belongs to the top-tier families in America.”

The West Coast Dream Chaser turned his head, leaned into Cheng Daqi’s ear, and whispered.

Mid-sentence, as if something occurred to him, the cautious man looked around to ensure no one else was nearby before continuing to enlighten Cheng Daqi.

“Don’t be fooled by their low profile, but the Dracula family is among the true controllers of America.

Their business covers medical insurance, hospitals, drugs, military supplies, and more.

The most core of these is their medical insurance business.

They are members of the medical insurance drug review committees in several states on the West Coast.

Dracula Biotech is just the public part; they also control several insurance companies.

Chan, Wolf Dracula is a real big shot!”

A real big shot?

Cheng Daqi nodded noncommittally; he understood that Dracula was no simple matter, but he had recently met quite a few real big shots.

Whether it was the elder Dracula or Temir, both seemed a bit stronger than Wolf Dracula.

Moreover, from Eli’s introduction, Cheng Daqi gained a new appreciation for the might of the Dracula Family.

The elder Dracula’s Dracula Biotech was just the tip of their family’s corporate iceberg, and beneath the waterline, the Dracula presence in America’s medical insurance system was what truly intimidated people.

In America, the healthcare industry accounts for a third of GDP, and healthcare capital is one of the most terrifying peaks among the many capital interest groups in America (but it is very dispersed, on one hand because the pie is too big, on the other hand due to local protectionism within the states).

Without insurance, the Donut King Wang Weiheng’s ten-plus minutes of talk therapy cost him five thousand six hundred dollars, equivalent to an entire month’s salary for the average American!

In America, not buying commercial health insurance can really lead to disasters!

If you don’t understand, just imagine, a talk therapy with no drugs or treatment, yet facing a bill of five thousand six hundred dollars.

And America’s so-called free healthcare and safety-net medical policies are just an excuse to give painkillers to the lower classes.

Eli was right; as a medical capital group, the Dracula family’s status indeed justified calling Wolf Dracula ‘a big shot.’

“If Dracula Group is that impressive, you must have gotten a good price, right?”

Cheng Daqi followed Eli’s lead, bargaining for himself.

At the start of his collaboration with the West Coast’s meticulously bearded representative, Cheng Daqi was in a low position, resulting in him being passive in every situation.

Every time he saw Eli, Eli would try to threaten or manipulate him.

But now, Cheng Daqi had become a distinguished guest of Gru, and his status and identity had changed dramatically!

If Eli had sold Cheng Daqi’s extinction plan to Wolf Dracula for a good price, then Cheng Daqi’s previous remark was a probe for a higher share of the profits.

The key was that Cheng Daqi now had enough strength, indispensability, and thus dared to raise his price openly.

After all, from any perspective, eight hundred dollars was laughably little!

“Haha, Chan, money is not the issue.

Wolf is paying us in a fifty-fifty split, what do you think?”

When the mind is clear, the thoughts of a smart person can be extremely lucid, as with Eli at this moment.

He responded positively to Cheng Daqi’s probe and generously offered a split, but he omitted the most crucial thing!

The so-called money was actually the least important thing in this transaction!

The West Coast Dream Chaser got a stepping stone to ascend from this deal, which was truly invaluable, yet he omitted this aspect in his reply.

After over a decade in the West Coast, Eli had been circling the ‘bottom’ of the power hierarchy for years.

Through Cheng Daqi’s extinction plan, he secured an introduction to Wolf Dracula!

This benefit, he did not want to share with Cheng Daqi!

From Eli’s perspective, such thinking was actually quite reasonable since Cheng Daqi had already taken advantage of him once in a matter of identity sales.

Smart people rarely make the same mistake twice, and this time Eli was very cautious with Cheng Daqi.

Facing the ‘generosity’ of the West Coast Dream Chaser, Cheng Daqi thought for a long time before replying.

“Eli, I don’t need money now, do you understand?”

Cheng Daqi had breached the agreement!

In this matter, Eli got the better end of the deal for the first time in his life!

“Are you joking?

We had an agreement!”

The meticulously bearded middle-aged man lost his composure, wanting to rage, but then he forcefully suppressed his anger and maintained a facade of peace with a false smile.