Chapter 383: I Still Like Your Unruly, Defiant Look

Police Station.

Although Xu Mo's voice saying he would take the team members to a seafood feast wasn't loud, the Police Station is, after all, this large, and it hadn't been very noisy earlier, so his words were still heard by the officers of the other squads.

The officers of the other squads instantly felt uneasy.

The disparity in treatment suddenly surfaced!

When they joined, they hadn't had any seafood feast; not to mention a feast, even managing a barbecue was already a pretty good perk.

Some officers even happened to join the squad right when the Police Station received a case; fresh out of training they were already on the front lines, pulling all‑nighters for several days on the case, not even getting a single barbecue, and what greeted them was not a feast but endless work.

For a moment, the officers of the other squads stared wide‑eyed at their respective squad leaders, and the several leaders, in unspoken agreement, all pretended not to see the gazes.

Eight or nine big‑appetite men pooled together; not to mention seafood, even just grilling skewers costs a lot. With a monthly salary that meager, where does the money for wasteful spending come from!

Meanwhile.

Team Seven office area.

Although Xu Mo said he would take everyone to eat seafood, the officers still gave it some thought for Xu Mo.

It's not good to make Team Leader Xu Mo foot the bill right off the bat.

"Team Leader, let's skip the feast; it's such a waste. You've been here a short time, haven't dined with them, so you don't know how these beasts eat—each one is like a rice bucket, they can't even be filled..."

"Yeah, maybe let's just cancel it; a street stall is fine—economical, tasty, and we usually pick that stall for our gatherings."

"Or we go AA; that'd be better, the split per person wouldn't be much."

Xu Mo smiled and waved his hand: "What's this talk of wasteful spending? Since everyone has joined Team Seven, we're all brothers; why fear spending a bit? As long as we're happy. Don't even mention AA, that's like slapping me in the face."

Speaking of money, Xu Mo truly isn't lacking; he's so poor that all he has left is cash! His bank card balance alone is several tens of millions, how could he possibly be unable to treat?

Team Seven has just been formed; Xu Mo needs to win hearts and boost cohesion, and spending money on a treat is the simplest, most direct way.

Seeing Xu Mo's persistence, the team members stopped further objections.

Hehe, then thank you, Team Leader.

Team Leader, you're magnanimous!

Team Seven really is great, getting a feast right after joining!

I've been working in Yangcheng for so long, I really haven't had many chances to eat seafood; this time finally catches up.

The members of Team Seven clustered around Xu Mo like stars surrounding the moon as they left the Police Station.

Under Xu Mo's lead, they drove to a star‑rated restaurant specializing in seafood.

The restaurant's standards are high; its patrons are either extremely rich or noble, dressed impeccably, and at a glance you can tell they're wealthy.

Xu Mo's party's figures stood out here.

Although their clothes were decent, they still fell short in class compared to those rich diners.

Consequently, upon entering, the server's attitude toward them was somewhat perfunctory, with a professional fake smile.

"Hello, how many of you?"

"Six."

"Alright, sir, this way please."

After being seated, the server brought the menu and handed each person a copy: "Take a look and see what you'd like to order?"

Glancing at the menu items, the officers were stunned; a meal here isn't cheap!

The few exchanged glances and whispered.

Whoa! A single soup costs a few hundred? If we spent that money at a street stall we'd eat ourselves into a wall!

I think my eyes are a bit blurry... Could you check? This king crab is priced at two thousand? Did they add an extra zero? What crab is that expensive? Made of gold?

Even Tang monk's meat isn't that pricey! Maybe we should back out, so the Team Leader doesn't have to waste money.

Their discussion was hushed, but the astonishment and naïveté on their faces couldn't be hidden.

The server beside them didn't catch what they were saying, but she clearly saw their expressions.

For a moment she became impatient: "Can't afford it, yet you come in? Isn't that wasting my time, wasting my expression?"

At that moment, Xu Mo, after glancing at the menu, spoke up.

He spread the menu flat on the table and tapped a few items with his finger.

This one, this one, and also this one...

The server glanced and realized that the items Xu Mo had just pointed to were the restaurant's cheapest dishes—soup, pre‑meal desserts, everything Xu Mo had ordered.

Ordering like that? Even picking only cheap dishes has its limits; why order so many soups and desserts?

It was clear that Xu Mo was trying to save face by appearing generous—he couldn't afford the pricey dishes, but felt that walking away like that would look bad, so he symbolically ordered a bunch of the cheapest items.

Thus, the server couldn't help but prepare to remind him.

"Sir, the items you ordered are all desserts and soups; perhaps you..."

"And also this... never mind the ones I just pointed at; besides those, give me one of everything else left on the menu, for now. If it's not enough later we'll order more... By the way, what did you just say?"

Server:???

"Excuse me, sir, you just said... besides the ones you pointed at, give one of each of the rest?" The server's expression changed dramatically; she even thought her ears might be malfunctioning.

"Right, don't want the ones I just pointed at, give one of everything else. Xu Mo repeated his words: 'Any problem?'"

"No, no, no problem," the server kept shaking her head.

At that moment, her impatient, perfunctory expression vanished, replaced by shock; additionally, a sycophantic look appeared, as if she wanted to please Xu Mo.

She had never seen anyone order so lavishly; taking every main dish except desserts and soups—could that even be possible? That must cost a fortune!

The server straightened her posture, employed all the proper etiquette for serving a guest, leaned slightly forward, and smiled, "Sir, may I ask if you have any other requests?"

"Nothing else," Xu Mo said. "But... I still like the unruly look you just had; could you bring that back?"

... "Okay, sir."