My American magical life
Chapter 680 - 680 120 I'm willing to give everything!_2

680: Chapter 120 I’m willing to give everything!_2 680: Chapter 120 I’m willing to give everything!_2 On both sides were his seniors, with convoluted kinship ties to him; he couldn’t grab any one of them by the nose and give them a good shake, unable to act as casually as CEO Cheng did with Eris.

“Auntie, you also know about Gru’s case, the Red Street kidnapping, and the recent trouble between Forbes and LAPD—each one is tricky.

If Achilles gets a hold of our weaknesses, we’ll be in big trouble,”

What Niu Sen said sounded very sincere, but Nanxi thought it was all hot air.

Kid, you seem to buckle under pressure.

“Didn’t Gru marry into the Lavore Gallo family?

He’s now one of ours.

Achilles’s target isn’t him this time, and it might not be us either.

McCarthy told me Achilles’s aim is to pass his legislation, a special bill concerning genetically modified seeds.

The recent turbulence seems severe, but his goal isn’t to trouble us,”

Nanxi had information none of the attendees were aware of, prompting Niu Sen to ask with some disbelief.

“A special bill on genetically modified seeds?

All this commotion just for that?

Does America even have any restrictions left regarding genetically modified seeds?”

America’s agricultural technology is probably the best in the world, the kind of best that’s a dozen floors higher than the second place, and the laws regarding genetically modified agriculture were set very comprehensively long ago.

“He wants to extend the seed patent terms, for a hundred or two hundred years, who knows, those Republicans like farming, so he can pull in so many people.”

With Nanxi’s explanation, Niu Sen’s biggest question was answered.

Having dominated the political landscape of America for decades, the California Clique found Achilles’s move somewhat too surprising.

But if it was just for applying pressure, Niu Sen understood it.

“What exactly are the obstacles for this bill?”

“I don’t know; he hasn’t submitted it.

McCarthy has looked at it once, but as you know, he’s a bit of a scatterbrain and couldn’t make heads or tails of it,”

There aren’t many politicians in America who understand technology.

They all live off their wits without any professional skills, do they?

“If it’s just for that damn bill, with the support he’s gathered now, he should easily get it passed.”

The elder uncle from the California Clique, who had just confronted Nanxi, slowly spoke up.

“There are agriculture companies focused on upstream research and development, and on large-scale planting.

Unfortunately, the former doesn’t have as much clout as the latter.

If this so-called bill to extend patent terms passes, it would severely damage the latter’s interests.

Achilles couldn’t get the bill through relying solely on the Republicans and a few turncoats from our side.

The many Republican congressmen he’s rallied seem to support his cause, but their real goal is to pressure the California Clique.

If Achilles throws this bill out, there will be infighting among their own ranks first,”

The uncle’s words came across plainly, but both Niu Sen and Nanxi understood the implications.

It’s all about the Dollars after all.

“Back when I was young, California was still a major agricultural state.

I was even a Republican congressman then.

I know a bit about agriculture.

The Caramakris Family has a lot of land around the world and stakes in many agricultural giants.

His desire to push through the bill seems genuine.

Selling seeds is very profitable, extremely so, because everyone needs to eat every day.

His strategy this time is cunning; Achilles is stronger than Wolf and could likely become the next leader of the Republican Party,”

Niu Sen slowly nodded and sighed.

“His tactics seem to be pushing the limits.

Wood has already filed for a congressional hearing, and he’s found two witnesses from the Red Street kidnapping case from who knows where.

That man is just crazy.

In the midterm elections, we already secured the majority in the House of Representatives, and yet he dares to make a fuss.

Ha,”

The midterm elections are held in November of the second year after the Great Commander takes office.

In the midterm elections, the Democratic Party won a majority in the American House of Representatives, marking the fourth consecutive change of hands in the American Congress during midterms.

But losing control of the House doesn’t mean the Republican Party can’t accomplish anything; after all, they still hold the Senate, and both parties have a bunch of swing voters.

Just as long as there’s enough weight added…

Niu Sen brought up the House, and Nanxi had just become the Speaker of the House a mere fortnight ago; she certainly had something to say.

“The hearings will start once they get through the Senate.

Achilles’s move is venomous.

We control the House but can’t disrupt his maneuvers.

Maybe we should make contact with him,”

Niu Sen fell silent; of course, he could reach out to Achilles, but he doubted it would be of any use.

Achilles was the kind of man who, once in motion, surely had pondered over many things.

With Achilles being so tight-lipped right now, it indicated his plans were grand, grand enough that he wasn’t satisfied with negotiating terms at the moment.

What good would contacting him do?

To grovel to Achilles and grudgingly concede interests?

Ugh.

“Is there a more dignified solution?”

The elder uncle from the California Clique took a fierce drag on his cigarette.

He didn’t have much influence anymore, but he didn’t want to see trouble coming to the group he had fought for, nor did he want to see the California Clique caving to a young upstart.

“We could take out Gru.

His position isn’t high, and if he’s gone, everything gets resolved.

Achilles’s scheme would lose its leverage, though it’s a pity we married Lavore Gallo off to him,”

Niu Sen’s suggestion sounded like only Gru’s interests were being sacrificed.

He even feigned a sigh for Lavore Gallo, clearly, they all despised the fool who truly changed teams.