Chapter 37: A Presidential Election Requires a Base of Support
As they exited City Hall and got into the car, Meg couldn't help but ask, "Why, Chris? I don't quite understand!"
Chris had anticipated Meg's question. He placed Stewie in the back seat, then fastened his seatbelt.
Once Chris was seated in the passenger seat, he explained to Meg, "There's no why! Just as West said, we are family, so I told him a number, he wasn't satisfied, and then he started raising the price.
Our communication was transparent, with no hidden schemes, and no need to waste energy on probing. This made me very satisfied."
"But... but... didn't he say..." Meg stammered a bit. She remembered what West said was no different from what Chris said, but she felt something was off.
"Meg, with your brain, you don't need to worry about these things. You don't need to understand the subtext between me and West. You just need to know that you've gained five percent of the profits from a star enterprise.
According to my estimation, in three months, you'll have at least fifty thousand dollars in your account every day. Get ready to enjoy your college life!"
According to Stewie's calculations, there are about thirty million fitness enthusiasts in America, but it's impossible for them to all drink the dragon blood beverage in a short time.
So their idea was to first cover Rhode Island with the dragon blood beverage, satisfying the needs of over a million people in Rhode Island, and then radiating outwards.
This would take about three months, and anyone who had drunk the dragon blood beverage would become dependent on it.
After all, its effect of strengthening the body is real.
Chris planned to set the price of this item at 5 dollars per bottle, with its effect reduced to one ten-thousandth of the original, so it would only provide the benefit of abundant energy.
Furthermore, this effect would only last for a day and a half. So, anyone who had drunk it would need to buy another bottle every other day to ensure their state wouldn't decline.
In this way, over a million Rhode Island residents would provide Chris with at least 2.5 million dollars daily.
After deducting the cost of Stewie manufacturing the beverage, Chris could net 2 million dollars daily.
It could be said that in three months, Chris could achieve financial freedom, and even if he spread the beverage across the entire country in the future, he could directly enter the top one hundred of the Forbes rich list.
Of course, Chris hadn't forgotten Stewie's previous teachings.
He was going to give benefits to ordinary people to win them over, that's right, but he couldn't let them all get the same benefits, as that would only make them think it was no big deal.
But compared to his previous imperfect ideas, Chris had a new idea.
That was to create a premium edition on the basis of universal welfare.
This would allow him to screen out those who were more inclined towards him and give them even better benefits.
In this way, ordinary people would praise Chris's kindness due to the abundant energy brought by the dragon blood beverage, and those loyal to Chris would become even more loyal due to more benefits.
These people would then become his staunch base, just like Trump's MAGA supporters.
While Trump's target group was seventy million American conservatives, Chris's target group was America's thirty million fitness enthusiasts.
Moreover, because Chris was genuinely providing benefits, his base would be even more solid than Trump's.
This was the path Chris planned for himself; as long as the plan progressed, he would inevitably ascend to the presidential throne.
When Chris and the others arrived home, Lois had already returned from grocery shopping, and Peter was sitting obediently on the sofa watching TV.
The moment Peter saw Chris, he nervously recoiled his head and then called out, "Lois! Chris is back!"
Then Peter carefully curled up to the side of the sofa, leaving a large empty space.
However, Chris ignored Peter. As long as this fat man didn't act foolishly in front of him, he was still willing to treat him as... that, to provide for him.
Forgive Chris's rudeness; he really couldn't bring himself to say the word 'father' to Peter, not even in his mind.
Chris looked at Peter with disgust and carried Stewie to his infant stroller.
Then he turned and walked into the kitchen, curious as to why Peter would tell Lois he was back.
Could it be that the fat man had complained?
Chris wondered curiously, then saw Lois arranging cut fruit on a plate while asking, "Carol called me and said you guys asked West to help set up a factory. Was this your own idea?"
Hearing that it was about this matter, Chris immediately relaxed. He stepped forward to help Lois arrange the plate, while explaining, "Yes, I got an herbal supplement formula from a nutritionist downtown. The concocted liquid is very beneficial to the body, so I thought of making it into a beverage for sale."
"Oh, I see. Then, if you have anything you don't understand, ask West for more guidance! If he's unwilling to help, you can also find your grandfather Carter. Although he has issues with Peter, he still values you a lot!"
Lois didn't look up, casually taking the strawberry pieces Chris handed her and placing them on top of the bananas.
"I know!"
Compared to Peter, who is more in line with the main timeline of Family Guy, Chris still identifies more with his mother, Lois.
After all, Lois, except for a few timelines, is quite normal in most universes, and in some universes, she's even as gentle as a Disney princess.
The chaotic energy in this universe doesn't seem to have accumulated much in Lois, so Chris can still accept having such a mother.
Confirming that her son had listened to her words, Lois finished arranging the fruit platter and prepared to take it out for everyone to taste.
However, as soon as she looked up, she was so startled that her hand trembled, and the fruit platter in her hand dropped.
Fortunately, Chris had already become a transcendent being, easily replicating Spider-Man's moves and perfectly catching all the fruit.
"Mom, be careful!"
"Ch-Chris, oh my goodness! Is there something wrong with your body? How did you grow so tall in just a few days?"
Ignoring Chris's warning, Lois quickly placed another plate on the counter and nervously touched Chris's body.
Chris had anticipated this situation. Before, he had used working out and losing weight as an excuse, but this time it was more difficult.
Because before he had only grown a few centimeters, but this time he had shot up more than ten centimeters.
There was no way a reason like working out could explain that.
For someone like Peter, who didn't pay much attention to Chris, it was fine; he could just make up an excuse or simply ignore it.
The problem was that Lois was concerned about him, so how could Chris continue to be so evasive?
So this time, Chris came up with a brilliant excuse that would surely dispel Lois's concerns once and for all.
"Mom, didn't I tell you! That herbal supplement has the effect of strengthening the body. I've been drinking it while working out, and then this morning when I woke up, I had grown taller."
Facing Lois's suspicious gaze, Chris handed her the remaining sample, motioning for her to take a sip and try it.
After drinking the dragon blood beverage with a mix of belief and doubt, Lois experienced the same state as Meg. The feeling of explosive energy told Lois that her son hadn't lied.
"This feeling is amazing! I feel like I'm twenty again!"
"I'm glad you like it, Mom! Once the beverage factory starts operating, you can enjoy this feeling every day."
Seeing that Lois believed his excuse, Chris carried the fruit platter out of the kitchen.
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