Miss Star, spoiled by her father and brother

Chapter 646 How a Movie King is Made

Xu Weiwei and her two siblings were all stunned.

What kind of development is this?!

Fast was also stunned with anger, his chest heaving, unable to speak. In all his diplomatic encounters, hadn't the other side always been polite to him? When had he ever been verbally abused like that?

This is absolutely insane!

Fast jumped up, the chair scraping across the floor with a sharp sound, and then he stormed out, slamming the door behind him.

The soldier next to the camera looked at him, then turned to Siforth and asked, "General, this..."

Sifus said calmly, "Let's shut it down first."

Xu Weiwei panicked terribly, inwardly screaming: "Dad! What time is it?! You're being way too calm?!"

And you! How can you still not understand the situation?! Our race is on the verge of extinction! Is saving face really that important?! Let him say what he wants! What a stubborn attitude!

Although that's what she was thinking, Xu Weiwei didn't dare say it out loud. She could only try her best to calm the chief down and hope that he could calm down quickly.

You have to understand that when people are in power, they won't listen to anything, good or bad.

"Uncle Chief! The word 'enslavement' is too serious, please don't get agitated! Take a deep breath..."

Xu Weiwei was talking when she suddenly fell silent.

Because she discovered that the other person's face was no longer red, and he was no longer out of breath. He obediently sat back down in the chair, following Kane and Ryan's movements.

The change of expression was so swift, it was as if someone had unseen a syringe and instantly sucked away all his anger!

Seriously? Does her word really carry that much weight?

However, something even more unexpected happened next.

The chief tugged at his collar, looking somewhat uneasy at Sifus, and cautiously asked, "Is this alright? Isn't this a bit too much?"

With a crack, the three siblings split apart.

What do you mean?

Are you kidding me?!

And they're so genuinely worried! Are they the only ones who truly understand the relationship?! Wait, what about Fast...?

Sifus chuckled and said, "Very good."

"I'm going to see him. It's possible he'll accept my proposal, or it's possible the final conditions will remain unchanged, and the next round will depend on the situation."

After saying that, Siphus stood up and walked out.

It turns out that the two had secretly agreed on everything yesterday afternoon.

Sifus would help secure the best possible conditions and the most lenient treatment for the Guderians. This "concession" meant little to the Empire—at most, it meant less benefit—but it was of great significance to the Guderians.

Especially during such a dark time.

Their physical bodies and national identity have already been destroyed. If their consciousness and faith are also stripped away, then those who remain might feel that there is no difference between living and dying.

Before leaving, Sifus reminded the children not to give anything away, and instructed the soldiers to guard the gate before going to act as the "good cop" to persuade Faust.

The soldier was incredibly excited and honored to have witnessed such a scene: what kind of trust must have given him to know such a secret! General!

After checking that the camera was stopped recording, and then rewinding to see if any unwanted footage had been recorded at the end of the clip, the soldier went out, closed the door, and diligently stood guard at the entrance.

The three people inside immediately erupted into chaos the moment the door closed.

"Chief!!! Your acting is amazing!"

"Hehe, hehe."

"When did this happen?!"

"Tell me quickly! How did you and Father conspire—I mean, how did you discuss it?"

……

In the suite, Fast angrily loosened his tie, poured himself a glass of water, and gulped it down in one go.

The butler approached him and announced, "Your Highness, General Siforth has arrived."

"Let him go back! I won't see anyone!"

"Also, tell him to set off immediately! Leave this wretched place! Go back to the capital! Since these people are so ungrateful, let them fend for themselves!"

"Once everyone's dead, we can reap the benefits later!"

"Your Highness."

Sifus's voice suddenly came from behind.

Fast shuddered, his anger instantly extinguished, and a hint of guilt flickered in his eyes.

He coughed lightly and said, "You've arrived." Then he gave the butler a displeased look.

The butler lowered his head in panic and explained, "The general has the highest authority; he can come and go freely anywhere on this starship..."

In other words, he couldn't stop them. Besides, it was stated from the beginning that the person had already "arrived," and wasn't waiting outside.

Fast was displeased. Siforth was clearly showing him, the Crown Prince, far too little respect. But now was not the time to dwell on that.

"The general should have heard what I just said."

"There's no need to continue engaging with these barbarians. Let's hurry back; neither of us is idle."

Sifus sighed, frowning in distress. "I didn't expect the locals to be so stubborn and so difficult to communicate with."

These words resonated with Fast, and he immediately vented his anger, his face flushed and his neck thick with emotion as he spoke and gestured.

Sifus didn't interrupt, just listened to him, and then shook his head and sighed in agreement.

After a while, observing that he had vented his resentment and was in a much better mood, Sifus followed up on his words and said:

"We really shouldn't have made this trip. The round trip has wasted so much of our time. Deploying these three starships, two hundred Black Knights, so many soldiers, and the weapons and ammunition we've used... fifty million star coins have gone down the drain."

"Even if they all die, we still can't afford to pay for it."

With each item that Seifert mentioned, Fast felt a pang of pain in his heart.

These investments may not seem like much on their own—maintaining an army is expensive—but there's a difference between investing and throwing money away! Normal expenses are what we should be spending this money on. But what about this 50 million? What did they get in return for it?

“I’ll get a scolding when I get back. How am I going to explain this to His Majesty? Before I left, I kept pleading with him that I was certain we could bring them back.” Sifus stood sideways, one hand on his hip and the other on his forehead.

His "bitter and resentful" appearance not only resonated with Fast, but also suddenly gave rise to a thought:

It's rare to see Siforth stumped by anything; logically, this is a good opportunity to get closer to him, and it would be even better if I could help him solve the problem. A favor from General Siforth would be worth far more than anything.

But should we expect him to take the blame voluntarily?

The idea was rejected by Fast after only one second.

He is an absolute egoist; he cannot do something that harms his own interests.

So—we have no choice but to go back to the beginning and solve the problem from the source.