"I have no objection. Notify Future Group and have Homelander come film a movie too—the real Homelander."
Soldier Boy thought for a moment and said, "I want to meet him."
Soldier Boy wanted to see Homelander to find out whether he had changed—not in terms of strength, but personality. As long as his personality had not changed, everything would be negotiable.
Besides, Homelander had to make this movie. When Homelander's contract had been transferred, there had been an agreement about this. If Homelander refused to film it, Vought International could sue him and prevent him from taking on any commercial work.
Emily asked hesitantly, "You two aren't going to fight, are you?"
"Don't worry. At worst, we'll turn Manhattan into ruins. No big deal."
Soldier Boy waved his hand. Emily complained, "And that's no big deal?"
"As long as the world doesn't end, it's no big deal. Just a minor matter."
Soldier Boy shrugged. He stood up, looked at the building opposite, and said, "I hope Homelander doesn't disappoint me. It would be no fun if his personality suddenly changed."
Future Group's building stood near Vought Tower. The two buildings could clearly see each other, making their rivalry obvious.
"Homelander, because there was a stand-in before, you did not dare attend too many events. Combined with the fallout from the Stormfront incident, your popularity has dropped considerably. Now that you have awakened, we will arrange intensive publicity and events for you. Any objections?"
Future Group's president was James Martin. From his appearance, he was Black. Yes, another Black man. That was normal. After the Stormfront incident, Vought Pharmaceutical Company needed a Black man to make its position clear and prove it had nothing to do with the Third Reich.
Although the higher-ups considered this nothing more than burying their