There was silence on that side.


    Irish muttered, "I also want to eat a sandwich."


    Then, her fingers loosened, her phone slipped from her ear, and she slept again.


    At the lounge of the Runestone Group, five o''clock in the morning.


    Joseph, who had just shaved his beard, stood in front of the mirror, holding his mobile phone in his hand. Later, he bowed his head and stared at the "baby" nickname on the phone. He smiled helplessly.


    Putting his phone down, he quickly cleaned the shaving water, wiped his face, put on his shirt, and went out of the lounge to press thendline. "Daisy, immediately arrange for the driver to pick me up at thepany."


    Daisy was stunned. "Now?"


    "Yes, now."


    ****


    At 7:30 in the morning, Daisy rang the doorbell.


    Irish was washing, jumping to open the door, and saw Daisy holding breakfast in her hand, eximing, "Oh, my God, I love you so much."


    Daisy smiled, entered the door, handed her breakfast, and said, "Well."


    Irish took a look at it, and it was a sandwich. She dreamed of eating a sandwichst night. She couldn''t help admiring Daisy. Daisy said nothing but suggested carrying her suitcase down first. She waited for her in the car.


    Irish agreed.


    At eight o''clock, she went downstairs on time. The car was parked in the underground parking lot.


    It was during office hours that underground vehicles went away one by one, only that one, as quiet as a soul.


    Daisy waved at her.


    Irish took a few steps and got into the car.


    Joseph was not in the car, but his smell was still there, with a light wooden fragrance and a good smell of shaving water.


    Irish knew that he could note to pick her up, but somehow, there was a little loss.


    The car went all the way to Capital International Airport. At this time, the airport was a little congested on the highway. Irish looked at the time and was a little frightened. She kept asking Daisy, could we still have time?


    She was thinking of checking in luggage, changing boarding passes and security checks, and so on.


    Irish smiled and told her that she could make it.


    With Daisy''s guarantee, Irish more or less rest assured that she was on time to go downstairs, afraid of being caught by Joseph in case of missing the ne.


    Finally arriving at the airport, the car did not stop ording to the normal departure rules. But from the special entrance, it went directly into the apron, and Irish was surprised, watching the car along the way without no one stopping. Her heart was almost out.


    When she was going to ask Daisy what was going on, the car stopped steadily.


    Daisy got out of the car and opened the door for her.


    Not far from the bus was a ne without any air signs.


    "Here. A private jet?" She was stunned.


    Daisy smiled and said, "Yes."


    Irish took a breath, and it was not easy to apply for a private ne to stop at the airport at Capital International Airport, was it?<novelsnext></novelsnext>


    "Does it belong to thepany or the person?" In fact, what she wanted to ask was whether the ne belonged to Joseph.


    Daisy replied, "It''s under the name of the Runestone Group."


    Oh my!


    It turned out the Runestone Group had its own private jet.


    I knew he would not take a civil aviation ne every time he went out of town, and every time he got to the airport, he was afraid of missing the ne, Irish thought.


    When she was annoyed that she had not taken advantage of it before, another car came over and stopped not far from the ne. Daisy said when she saw the situation, "Let''s board the ne."


    Irish nodded and looked at the car. After the door opened, Joseph came down from inside and nced at Irish. He did not say anything. The cabin door opened, and two staff members came down, one of whom came forward and sent a small suitcase to Joseph.


    Irish looked curious and did not know what was in the box.


    But she saw that the staff took out a handcuff and directly put it on Joseph''s wrist and the box together. Irish was stunned at first, and quickly understood, presumably in the suitcase there were priceless things.


    The cabin with the humanized design was mainly afortable recliner and wide sofa made from Iranian carpets, dazzling Hungarian hand-blown utensils, superior calf leather bar, as well as arge lounge, and the room was a widened double, which had a bathroom.


    Eight crew were in the cabin, four men and four women, men at about 1.8 meters and women at about 1.7 meters. They were in suits or professional skirts, not as rigid as airport uniforms.


    Joseph was on a wide sofa. That day he dressed a little more easily, not as formally as in thepany, but he should have been in a leisurely state because of the handcuffs at his wrists.


    There was aputer in front of him and a ss of red wine on the side, and the ice in it obscured the rity of the ss.


    Irish was arranged opposite Joseph, and his unsmiling face could be seen as soon as her eyes were raised. She was a little ufortable. He had been the one in her dreams these days, and it was very ufortable.


    With nothing to do, she stared at the box and guessed for a long time, thinking that there must have been arge diamond.


    Joseph quietly looked at her look, sensed her curiosity, and kindly exined, "There is something wrong with the design of the new product. We need to work with more professional people."


    "It''s..." Irish hesitated.


    "Design drawings and new main product." Joseph did not hide.


    Irish dawned on them.


    There was no wonder Joseph attached so much importance, not to mention how valuable the main product would be, just say that the design of the new product was very crucial. Once it was exposed or obtained by others, it would be a disaster.


    Though as a small piece of paper, the value and benefits involved were difficult to estimate.


    Her curiosity was satisfied, and soon, the atmosphere was a little depressing.


    With no topic, there was only quietness. Oh no, there was a roar of ne taxiing, but it was all the more embarrassing.


    Irish then said that she went to the restroom to sleep.


    Unexpectedly, Joseph answered lightly. "The private aircraft flew less than two hours, and there was no need to make up for sleep."


    Irish remembered that there was no airport and did not know where the ne could stop. But when she heard him say it was less than two hours, she thought that it meant she needed to sit there, staring at him for two hours.


    When the ne rushed into the sky, Joseph added, "The time is enough for you to write the beginning of a n."


    Irish was stunned and quickly reacted. "I don''t have aptop."


    "I''ve told you what you need to do before I leave." Joseph''s fingers on hisptop stopped and said in a light voice.