Chapter 810 810: It Looks Like A Palace

After hearing this, Irish pouted and leaned backward. "It is a pleasant trip to Light Town. Why should I take my laptop there? I am not going to work there but to enjoy the trip."

"I am afraid that you might be as disengaged as you expect," Joseph answered peacefully. He gazed at his laptop and didn't move his eyes.

Irish burst out laughing and said, "Oh, then you have to ask the captain to fly back to New York so that I can get my laptop at home."

Joseph raised his eyebrows, taking a glimpse at Irish, and then put his laptop to her. "It is not necessary to do that. You can use my laptop," said Joseph.

Shocked, Irish gazed at his laptop and turned to him with her lips beamed into a thin line. Joseph was aware of her rage and then added, "You better keep working on the report now, or I am afraid that perhaps you don't have time to enjoy the beautiful scenery there. You might be guilty if the employee's promotion is delayed because of you. Am sure you are reasonable and smart enough to understand what I am talking about."

Of course, Irish knew that he meant her bonus.

It was the first time Joseph threatened her with the bonus. Irish could not refute him since she was clear that Joseph was always a man who would not change his mind easily. Therefore, she had no choice but began to work with his laptop reluctantly.

Joseph closed his eyes to refresh his spirit. The light shadowed his sharp nose while his face looked so handsome. Irish happened to see this when she looked up. She was so angry that she clicked hard on the keyboard. Joseph also heard the noises, so he opened his eyes, taking a look at her but then closed his eyes again without saying anything.

Time passed so fast that Irish was really absorbed in her work. Joseph's voice suddenly sounded when she was writing the report, "We will arrive soon. Get ready."

Irish suddenly felt so appreciated. Thanks to this laptop, she had no idea how to get along with Joseph while on the plane.

She didn't know where their private jet stopped but found that there was a large open space when she got off the plane. And there was a shade of grass nearby.

Four cars were waiting for them already. Several men in suits stood there respectfully. A man who looked like a leader also waited there, and he hastily stepped to Joseph when they got off the plane. "Mr. Dover, I am so glad to see you. Mr. Torben is waiting for you," said the man while reaching out his hands.

"I am sorry. The air traffic control delays me," Joseph explained.

"Mr. Dover, I am so happy that you are here. Do you need to take a rest, or shall we go to the restaurant right now?" asked the man in a rather polite tone.

"Go to the restaurant now. Mr. Torben is waiting for us," Joseph said casually.

The middle-aged man nodded and then responded hastily. "Well, okay. Let's go right now. Oh, Mr. Dover, some other boss of this exhibition also came here since they knew you would arrive today. Would you mind that?"

"Of course not. Welcome them," Joseph sauntered.

The man was relieved by Joseph's words while Joseph turned around to Irish, waving at her. "Come on."

Irish had no other choice but to step to him.

'This is secretary general Mr. Greekn," Joseph introduced the man to her.

Shocked, Irish didn't expect that the man should be a government official. Reaching out, Irish greeted him, "Nice to meet you, Mr. Greekn."

"You must be the second daughter of the Lake family. I know you are a capable woman. It's my pleasure to meet you," Mr. Greekn answered kindly.

Irish felt that he was a good-tempered man and was so pleased about his compliment.

"Thanks, Mr. Greekn," Irish responded with a smile.

The man burst out laughing and then said, "I have known Mr. Dover for years, but you are the first woman who he took the initiative to introduce to us, so I am sure you are a brilliant woman."

Irish grinned and then turned to Joseph out of consciousness, but he just smiled faintly and turned to Daisy, asking her to drive Irish back to the hotel first.

"Mr. Dover, why not invite her to go with us?" Mr. Greekn suggested.

"She doesn't like to engage in such a social activity. What's more, she got up early this morning, and I think she needs to take some rest," Joseph explained, even without asking Irish's opinion.

Mr. Greekn looked a little bit disappointed after hearing this.

Seeing this, Irish turned to Greekn and replied in a rather polite tone, "Thank you, Mr. Greekn. But Mr. Dover is right. I am not used to engaging in such a social activity. I am going to take some rest in the hotel."

Irish felt a little bit cold as she got off the plane, and she was eager to go back to the hotel to take a shower, lying in bed. It must be cosie.

Therefore, Irish felt appreciated, although Irish was not clear why he declined Mr. Greekn's invitation to her. Anyway, she was grateful. Seeing this, Greekn had to say goodbye to Irish. The four cars started and galloped at full speed. It was not until then Irish realized that the other cars were full of bodyguards to protect Joseph.

Irish thought that it would take some time to get to the hotel, but when she was still in a daze, Daisy patted her gently and told her that they had arrived. It was the first time for Irish to get to Suzhou, although she had traveled to many other places. She was greatly shocked by the hotel when she got out of the car. 'It looks really like a palace,' thought Irish to herself.

She looked around carefully and found that, surrounded by a staggered city wall, this was a hotel situated in this ancient city.

Each city had its characteristics, while Suzhou was endowed with a graceful flavor. Many wooden bridges were common to be seen here, and the stream ran quietly under the bridge. The rockery pool, swing promenade as well as gallery pavilions are a traditional layout of Suzhou.

Irish thought that it should be a landscape but not a hotel. A moment later, Irish was led to a room. Through the layout of the room as well as the careful service of the private housekeeper, it could easily be told that Joseph was demanding his life.