West was amused.
"No wonder you are the president. You have a long-term view!" West praised.
Phoebe smiled, not caring whether West was praising him or satirizing him.
"I just mentioned it casually. If you want to go, I can give you the address and route."
"Of course, you can leave without following my instructions. It will be safer."
"It doesn't matter if you don't need it."
Phoebe said calmly.
With a click, West opened the door but didn't leave.
"I've taken away the map."
West glanced at the map on the table, held it in his arms, and waved his hand.
There seemed to be Phoebe's muffled laughter coming from the room.
A few minutes later, the staff came to the door of the meeting room.
As soon as he opened the door, he heard someone laughing inside.
"Brother, are you crazy?"
"I heard that the people outside are going crazy. They are looking for the Blue Star and want to know where West is!"
"They are willing to give us one billion star cores!"