Chapter 322: Revised: Chapter 321 Xu Family Banquet Is Smashed
A red sports car parked across from a restaurant illuminated with neon lights, as if waiting for something.
At this moment, the restaurant door was opened by the hostess at the entrance, who smiled as she watched a group of people walk past her.
First out were a man and a woman, followed closely by another man, then five or six more men and women emerged.
The woman at the front wore a black V-neck tight dress, smiling as she spoke to the middle-aged man beside her, while the man behind her smiled obsequiously, ignoring the middle-aged man’s occasional ’accidental’ touches to the woman’s thigh and arm.
After the group walked away, the man and woman stood together, exchanged a glance without saying a word, and turned to enter the restaurant.
Watching the scene at the entrance, the boy slowly curled his lips into a smile, lifted a black baseball cap onto his head, then slowly drove the car to the restaurant entrance, opened the door expressionlessly, handed the car key to the valet, and strolled into the restaurant after the hostess opened the door for him.
The boy nonchalantly observed the restaurant interior, and he had to admit, the decoration was quite luxurious and the space was not to be underestimated.
Seated under the guidance of a waiter, the boy flipped through the menu, page by page. After a long while, he spoke lightly, "What is your specialty?"
The waiter replied, "Our specialty here is the Xu Family Banquet, but the most popular dish is the ’Eighteen Heroes’."
"Oh?" The boy’s eyes under the baseball cap raised slightly, his cold voice slowly seeped out, "Tell me about it."
"Sure," the waiter introduced, "Our ’Eighteen Heroes’ consists of eighteen dishes completed through eighteen unique procedures, each one meticulously researched and crafted by the Xu Family, including a mix of vegetarian and meat soups, and also balanced in nutrition."
The boy nodded slightly, and said slowly, "I’ll have that. Oh, and pack it up for me, please."
Pack it up? The waiter glanced at the face hidden under the baseball cap. Although he hadn’t been working here long, he had observed that almost no one ever took food to go. Now, someone finally did, which seemed extremely odd, especially since he hadn’t mistaken it—this boy had arrived in a red Lamborghini.
"What? Not packing it up?" The boy’s indifferent voice sounded, the unemotional tone sending a shiver down the waiter’s spine.
The waiter hurriedly said, "No, no, please wait a moment."
Saying that, the waiter quickly printed the order and found a takeout box. While waiting for the dishes, the waiter couldn’t help but think the boy was indeed strange. But does the boss allow takeout? Hmm? The manager didn’t say anything about that, but it should be fine, right... after all, many restaurants do allow takeout...
After about half an hour, the ’Eighteen Heroes’ was ready. The waiter packed the dishes and was about to hand over the takeout and the bill to the boy at the counter.
Just then, the restaurant door was pushed open, and more than twenty burly men strode in. They looked fierce, with some even bare-chested, clearly up to no good.
The leader, who seemed more composed, placed a briefcase on the counter, expressionlessly leading his men to block the entrance, without moving.
The waiter and the receptionist exchanged glances and quietly notified security. Approaching the leader politely, the waiter asked, "Hello, how many of you are there?"
"Is this the Xu Family Banquet?"
"Yes. How can we help you?"
The burly man sneered, "Damn it, we’re here to wreck the place!" As soon as he finished speaking, he waved his hand, and the twenty-odd men surged towards the first-floor tables, starting to smash them.
In an instant, chaos erupted at the Xu Family Banquet, screams echoed through the hall as all the waiters and security rushed to pull the men away.
Amidst the confusion, as the previous pair of man and woman descended from the second floor, unnoticed, the boy with the baseball cap curled his red lips slightly, stood up slowly, and walked calmly towards the door. Passing by the counter, he left eight hundred yuan, picked up the packed ’Eighteen Heroes’, and leisurely walked out.
After the boy left, the chaos inside also subsided...