The president is with her political enemies [Interstellar]

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They had a very close hug, like best friends they haven't seen in years.

"It's an honor to have you here." They walked side by side.

"Me too," said Sid Digger.

The ceremony pào sounded.

Siddiger first went back to the hotel to rest for two hours, and then came the opening ceremony of the meeting. Only representatives from all parties attending the meeting took pictures in the auditorium, and then shook hands and greeted politely.

Just one thing is very important - the order of entry.

It's a bit ridiculous to say that it's the last fig leaf before the end of the superpower than saying it's a way to maintain dignity.

But even if the national power declines and the status no longer exists, everything about it must be maintained.

This is a tribute to the hero, and also the last bit of awe for the fierce beast who is no longer in his prime.

Sid Digger got off the polar rail car, and thin raindrops floated in the sky.

She pushed Shia's open umbrella away and walked up.

Confederate teams followed suit.

The woman got out of the car, and there was a stunning face under the jet-black umbrella.

This is a very unforgettable scene. The other party is a beautiful woman with golden curly hair and eyes that shine brighter than emeralds.

Cynthia Don Ernos.

This woman is a woman who has brought the genes of the Ernos family to the extreme, with a refined beauty that is at the top of the list.

She is only 24 years old this year, younger than Siddig, but because the other party is from the Ernos family, which is known as the alliance, no one in the alliance dares to criticize her age and superior way.

Some people secretly called her Don's agent, and some even called her Ernos II.

"You're late." Sid Digger rubbed his high-heeled shoes on the marble floor slightly.

"Sorry." Cynthia smiled brightly, "I forgot to check the time."

"All the officials accompanying the alliance forgot to check the time?" Siddig snorted, "Or do you think it is more imposing to be late?"

She raised her chin slightly, but went straight ahead.

Cynthia followed with an umbrella, naturally including Siddig in the range of the umbrella.

Her nominally bitter political opponents didn't say no.

Cynthia tidied her hair, "You don't need to take this into consideration at all, because the leader's aura is expressed through the strength of the country, don't you think so, Your Excellency?"

Siddiger smiled slightly, but the smile was extremely cold, like the cold winter in Siberia, "Of course, the level of momentum is expressed by the strength of the country."

An uproar interrupted their conversation.

The stairs in the Capitol are so high that you can look down on everything.

Cynthia raised her umbrella.

"The dictator!" roared the woman.

The bare-chested woman rushed towards them. She seemed to want to grab Cynthia's collar, but she was dragged down before touching the woman's skirt.

"The Dictator! Ernos!"

Cynthia brushed off the water droplets that accidentally dripped on her body, as gracefully and calmly as brushing off a flower petal.

"What did you do again?"

"It's just a routine colonization plan," Cynthia said casually, "and what does my colonization plan in the distant solar system have to do with her?"

"We usually call this a sense of justice, 'Pirate Lady.'"

With a history of nearly [-] years of founding, the people of the empire have a sense of superiority that runs deep in their bones, especially when dealing with alliances. At the beginning of the founding of the alliance, most of the territory was terminated by the sea of ​​stars, and robbery was the best way to obtain financial revenue.

The Empire could even say it saw the Alliance grow from infancy to adulthood, and now they only regret why their rulers didn't strangle it in its cradle.

"A rare quality," retorted Cynthia, "but I have never seen such a quality in an Imperial man."

"Because most saints disdain to associate with thieves."

"Your arrogance is disgusting." Cynthia put away her umbrella and went in with Sid Digger.

"And your vulgarity has not endeared me."

"I will work hard for your love." Cynthia didn't care.

"Don't be stupid." Sid Digger sneered.

Shia is not qualified to enter, so she can only stand on the right side of the corridor.

She raised her head to look at the two women in front of her.

The two women walked unhurriedly facing countless spotlights.

Cynthia is probably the only woman who is qualified to stand side by side with Siddig on this occasion.

Even though they both hate each other so much.

The light shone on Cynthia's face, and she was in high spirits.

Sid Digger walked quickly.

A dark red shirt wrapped her upper body, and the hem of the woman's shirt was tightened, outlining a beautiful and slender waist.

Cynthia clicked her tongue.

She has already thought about what such a woman looks like on bed.

She caught up with Siddiger and stood in the center of the auditorium.

Sid Digger shook her hand.

Sid Digger quickly let go of Cynthia's hand, but the other's well-manicured nails grazed the back of her hand, whether it was intentional or not.

Sid Digg nodded expressionlessly, turned to the center, and stood up straight.

Cynthia glanced at Siddiger's profile.

The woman has a straight nose and deep eyes.

She is a beautiful woman, but not frivolously beautiful. Her beauty is very proud, like an icon in a church, inviolable.

Sid Digg's coat was buttoned up to his neck, with no skin showing.

So serious, so unattainable.

Cynthia laughed slowly.

She thought, watch her cry.

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☆、Chapter 3 Conspirator

Cynthia kept the habit of going to bed late and getting up late. When she arrived at the venue, many people were already seated, including Siddiger, who was never late.

The venue adopts the form of a round table, which is regarded as a kind of equal respect.

She tilted her head and was having a good time talking with a young woman.

Cynthia knew at first sight that the young woman was Olivia Yasu Taro, who was the current president of Taklin and a college classmate of Siddiger. The relationship between the two had always been very good, and Maintained until now, there is a commendable friendship.

Fortunately, not the praiseworthy love.thought Cynthia.

Cynthia sat next to Siddiger, who just glanced over and continued chatting with others.

Olivia stretched out her hand, "Hello, Your Excellency Ernos."

Cynthia shook back, "Hello, Lord Tarot."

They sat on either side of Siddiger.

Cynthia propped her face on her hands and looked in Siddiger's direction.

"Duya Wall," Siddig said, "please continue."

"Oh, Dua Wall, I think..." Olivia was silent for a moment, "Yes, I think, based on the changes in international relations..."

The alliance has always supported the existence of the Duya Wall, and Siddiger obviously prefers the removal of the Duya Wall.

"For unity," Siddiger had said.

Their topics were not sensitive, but several times involved the conflict zone between the Alliance and the Empire. Siddig didn't mind having a friend who was vague, because she knew very well that national interests were the most important.

Since Cynthia arrived, the relaxed atmosphere between them has disappeared.

After several conversations were hastily ended, Siddiger finally couldn't stand Cynthia looking at Olivia with a smile that was hard to express, even if it was just out of the corner of her eye.