What! Our family is actually the descendant of the evil god?.

It was almost eleven o'clock in the morning, as the effects of laziness faded, that Vivian finally stood up and left Eros' shoulder.

Before leaving, she looked down at Eros, who looked normal, and said in a rather brisk tone:

"What do you want to eat for lunch today? I'll buy it for you."

Hearing this, Eros looked at Vivian in surprise. Seeing the shocked and unbelievable look on the man's face, Vivian was a little dissatisfied:

"What's that look in your eyes? Do you think I'm a very stingy woman?"

Eros quickly explained, "No, no, no! I'm just confused as to why Ms. Vivian would think of buying me lunch today. Doesn't the cafeteria provide free lunch?"

After listening to Eros' explanation, Vivian was a little confused:

"Is this weird? You've given me dividends so many times, which are enough for me to eat breakfast for two months. Isn't it normal for me to treat you to lunch?"

Eros was stunned for a moment, then smiled and declined:

"Ms. Vivian, isn't she worried about debt recently? There's no need to spend money on these unimportant things."

"The lunch prepared by the cafeteria is already rich enough for me. There is no need to buy anything else."

Vivian didn't say anything. She stood next to Eros, one hand on the back of the chair and the other on the table. She looked down at Eros who was sitting in the office chair with a somewhat unfriendly expression.

Looking at the chest in front of him that was giving him a sharp sense of pressure, Eros rationally changed his words and said:

"Then please help me go to the Haibabao restaurant across from the police station and bring me a delicious crab roe burger. Oh, and a cup of lemon black tea."

Seeing that Eros was so sensible, Vivian nodded with satisfaction, then reached out and patted Eros on the shoulder:

"This is right!"

Peter on the other side interrupted at this time: "Why don't you invite me and David? You should know that the money Conan gave you is all ours."

Vivian glanced at Peter and corrected him, "You lost, so the money is no longer yours."

Peter sighed, looking a little sad.

Daisy chuckled and said, "Do I have to treat Conan to lunch as well?"

At this point, Daisy turned her gaze to Eros, thought for a moment, and said with a smile in her beautiful eyes:

"How about this! Conan, what do you want to eat for lunch tomorrow? I'll buy it for you too."

Seeing the only two women in their Night Watch team treating Conan to lunch, Peter and David looked envious.

"We've been teammates for so many years, can't you invite us too?"

Daisy rolled her eyes at the two men and said, "You didn't give me any money."

Peter sighed and slumped down in his office chair with a sad expression.

At twelve o'clock noon, in the Haibabao restaurant, Vivian leaned on the bar with both hands, and looked at the waiter behind the bar with disbelief in her beautiful eyes:

"What? A Krabby Patty costs 54 pence now? Why don't you go grab one?"

Hearing Vivian's loud question, the waiter quickly winked at Vivian and whispered to comfort her:

"Madam! Madam! Please calm down. There are other people eating here."

Hearing this, Vivian looked around and saw that many customers were startled by her previous words and looked in her direction.

She coughed lightly, gave the customers an awkward but polite smile, then turned her eyes back and continued to stare fiercely at the waiter in front of her, lowering her voice and squeezing out a sentence through her teeth:

"I remember it was only 27 pence before? How come it has doubled?"

Haibabao is a restaurant catering to the ordinary middle class. Vivian had been here several times before when she was still in debt, so she knew the prices here.

That's why she was so angry. It's only been a short time and the price has doubled.

The waiter looked around, then lowered his voice and explained:

"Recently, the prices of Haidaram's ingredients have increased. In addition, our batch of Haibabao contains pigeon steaks instead of chicken steaks, so it is more expensive than usual."

Vivian was stunned for a moment. Pigeon row?

Just at this moment, a middle-aged man in a formal suit and a silk hat came over. He said to the waiter in a gentle tone:

"Please put this lady's spending on me. I'll pay for it."

After saying this, he turned his gaze towards Vivian, hiding the amazement in his eyes, revealing a smile that he thought was flawless, and introduced himself very gentlemanly:

"Hello, beautiful lady, I am Steven Joseph, the manager of Jenny Garment Factory."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and tried to shake hands with Vivian.

Vivian glanced at the middle-aged man beside her, hummed lightly, and then looked at the waiter again:

"One delicious crab roe burger and one lemon tea, how much is it?"

"Ma'am! That's 62 pence in total," the waiter replied politely.

Hearing this, Vivian took out four banknotes from her small bag with a painful look on her face. The denominations printed on them were 4, 50, 10, and 1, a total of 1 pence.

The waiter reached out and grabbed the bill that Vivian handed over, and pulled it out of Vivian's hand three times before he successfully pulled it out.

A middle-aged man named Steven Joseph standing nearby looked at the scene with some embarrassment.

Soon, the waiter brought a small lunch box and a cup of lemon black tea.

Vivian took it, and then said to Steven Joseph, who was standing there awkwardly:

"I have money of my own."

Then she walked away with her long legs and high heels.

After she left, Steven Joseph restrained the embarrassment on his face, smiled again, and said to the waiter:

"I see that lady seems to have taken all the tableware from your store."

The waiter smiled and said:

"Sir, you must have come here recently. Ms. Vivian is a police officer from the police station not far away. If you come here often, you should see her often."

Steven Joseph was a little surprised: "She is a police officer? I thought she was a nun."

After seeing the surprise on the middle-aged man's face, the waiter hesitated for a moment and guessed:

"Perhaps this is Ms. Vivian's personal habit."

The middle-aged man Steven touched his chin, thinking about something. Seeing that the middle-aged man didn't say anything, the waiter next to him said to himself:

"I heard that Ms. Vivian has recently received commissions from the police station to find cats, dogs, and wild boars."

"If you need any help, you can go to the police station for help."

Steven smiled and thanked the waiter, then turned and walked towards his seat. As he walked, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, revealing a faint smile.

"A commission..."