Not all days were idle.
Irish was clear that Joseph would not just stay at home to enjoy life. His vitality and dreams didn't lie in the supermarket but in the outside world.
In fact, she hoped that he could just stay at home. Even if they didn't work, they could afford a good life. It was not the case that life could be only shown by luxuries. Normal life was also authentic.
However, although Joseph agreed to give her some free time, his phone would ring continuously as long as it was on. He was busy as if he were working.
He was involved in cases, but his value couldn't be hidden.
His value in the market.
There were so many companies inviting him to work from home and abroad.
Joseph was popular. Even some international head-hunting companies took an interest in him.
Irish had to exclaim that the internet power was so horrible.
When Joseph got through the tenth call in the morning, Irish came forward and stared at him. He was afraid of her look, and he just smiled lightly.
"You promised to accompany me to see a movie today! The movie is going to be offline." Irish murmured unhappily.
"Sure. We will make it. I don't regret it." Joseph put his phone aside.
Irish pointed at him angrily, "But see, you haven't changed your clothes!"
"Okay, I will do it right now," Joseph said softly.
Standing up, he was stopped by Irish again.
He turned around.
"Do you forget that you haven't taken a shower? You even haven't washed your face, and then you just want to go out with me?" Irish was so angry that she even wanted to grab her hair.
Joseph gave in to her, "I'll finish it soon. Wait for me for ten minutes. Oh no, just five minutes."
Irish gritted her teeth, "Joseph, you will be punished if you can't finish it in five minutes."
Joseph did all those things in a hurry.
Irish sat on the sofa, shaking her head helplessly.
Yesterday, they booked a cinema to watch a movie together for today. Irish preferred to avoid crowded theaters, so she suggested going in the morning instead. Afterward, she picked a great restaurant for lunch and planned to spend the afternoon together. Irish wanted to purchase a new dresser, and Joseph agreed to go with her to the furniture store.
It was a good plan.
It was mild and excellent.
In the early morning, Irish got up.
Joseph was used to getting up earlier, and he bought their breakfast back. While having breakfast, Joseph started getting through calls. Their breakfast turned out to be boring. Irish couldn't help grabbing his phone nearly.
Those calls were just like a disaster, making the whole morning dull.
Even after Irish got dressed, he was still picking up phone calls.
The whole morning was full of phone calls.
The five minutes were neither long nor short.
Joseph finally came out.
In such summer, he wore clean but not so casual clothes. Irish was wondering why his leisure clothes turned out to be so formal.
"Joseph, would you like the clothes with Mickey Mouse?" She suddenly asked.
He got confused.
"What, Mickey Mouse?"
Irish took out her phone and found a picture of Mickey Mouse, passing it on to Joseph, "See, just this brand. It is a recreational brand."
Joseph took a glance at it. He was shocked.
"... It's not suitable for me."
"It's better than the clothes with the Little Mermaid, okay?" Irish patted his shoulder, "The deal is done. Then let's buy a couple dress."
Joseph's face got distorted.
They just packed up something simply and left. The doorbell rang.
"Is it Jordan?" Irish wondered. He planned to go back to training in Washington. He might be here to say goodbye to them.
She walked forward and took a glance at the screen. She was perplexed and turned to look at Joseph.
Joseph also went forward and just looked at Irish helplessly.
"Who is he?" Irish asked doubtfully.
Joseph sighed, "It's Mr. Wilson of LU Group."
Irish felt shocked, asking stressfully, "Why did he come?"
"Previously, he has sought help from me many times." Joseph just said and pressed the "open" button.
Irish grabbed his arm suddenly, "We are going out soon."
"I see, but Mr. Wilson just came here from afar. We can't drive him out." Joseph comforted her lightly.
Irish released her hands unhappily.
Soon the guest came in.
As they opened the door, Irish changed to smile. In her inner heart, she was scolding him.
And then they just entered the study room.
Irish could imagine what they were talking about.
She heard of LU Group. It ranked Top 500 in the globe and played a leading role in the Luxuries Brand Kingdom, whose headquarters was in Paris. It also had branches in key cities all over the world. The man who followed Joseph to the study room was even on the Rich List, a famous figure.
He came to New York probably to invite Joseph to work with him.
As she was thinking, she just sighed and looked up at the time. It seemed that the movie at 10 a.m. would be missed.
Although she felt disappointed, she still acted as a hostess and just prepared something to eat for them and sent them to the study room.
Mr. Wilson stood up to apologize and thank her.
Irish was almost embarrassed.
As she was to get out, she heard Mr. Wilson saying to Joseph, "Mr. Dover, it's my sixth time to be here to invite you to join us. I'm now 65. Please understand my feelings of cherishing talents."
Irish stuck her tongue out and closed the door lightly.
Oh my god. Sixth time... If someone invited her with such great preparation, she must have agreed. They chatted for nearly two and a half hours.
After Wilson left, it was already half past 1 p.m.
Irish couldn't stand it anymore. After Joseph returned, she pushed him to the sofa and straddled him.
Joseph was not angry but just smiled, "What's wrong?"
"What's wrong? Please look at the time!" She waved his head angrily.
As she was waving, he vaguely saw the time.
He gently embraced her waist and reassured her, "How about we watch the movie in the afternoon and grab lunch beforehand? What do you think?"
Irish voiced her concerns, "I'm afraid it will be crowded. Today, women only have to pay half the price, but still, there will be many people."
"We can change to another theater. There are so many theaters in New York, actually." Joseph didn't regard it as a big issue.
"I'm used to it. In addition, the effects there are the best." Irish frowned.
Joseph was thinking, and then he just said, "It's okay. We can go to the VIP room. There are fewer people."
"There is only better service in the VIP Room."
Joseph felt helpless, "So troublesome."
Irish soon held up his handsome face. She was angry, "Hey, Joseph, are you serious? You don't want to accompany me, right?"
"I'm not really into romance movies, to be honest. They're not my cup of tea," he admitted. He recalled a time when he accompanied Irish to watch a romance movie, which turned out to be quite melancholic. The theater was filled with women shedding tears, and even Irish herself cried in his embrace, completely oblivious to the popcorn spilling onto the floor.
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