Divine Lucky Star
Chapter 489 - 488: The True Purpose of the Tibetan Mastiff

Chapter 489: Chapter 488: The True Purpose of the Tibetan Mastiff

Wang Hao’s reply directly left the dog trader speechless, for in the face of professional-level data, any more bluster would have been like slapping his own face.

So he began to employ another strategy—changing the topic!

"You’re talking about the wild, but who in their right mind would take a Tibetan Mastiff to fight wolves on purpose, right?" The dog trader scoffed, "Just look at my Tibetan Mastiffs, look at their fur, look at their stature, it’s the purest of bloodlines! Imagine how imposing they’d be if taken out for a walk. Now that’s what you call majestic!"

Damn it, had you not mentioned taking them out, it would have been fine, but suggesting people walk them outside?! Do you know that actually taking such a birthday gift out could likely cause a tragedy?

"Bloodline doesn’t matter much," Wang Hao decisively shook his head, saying, "Horses have always been highly valued for their bloodlines, but nowadays it’s not easy to find a horse with a good bloodline. These dogs are all raised cheaply, how can you boast about their pure bloodline? The Tibetan Mastiff’s biggest issue is that it’s too stupid. It’s true that they are brave, because they’re too dumb to know fear, so they’d dare to charge at wild animals! But it’s exactly because they’re dumb that they’re hard to train. Often, these creatures go out on the street and bite people, bite other dogs, and especially dogs—they’ll bite anything they see and can’t be pulled back! If they encounter a large breed, they might not win or, at best, end up in a draw, but what if they actually kill someone’s dog worth tens of thousands? Will you compensate for that?"

There’s been no shortage of news about Tibetan Mastiffs mauling people when taken out by their owners these past few years. This guy is truly thick, and to make things worse, has a wild temperament.

If it were an Alaskan or something, although large, at least it would be kind. But a Tibetan Mastiff, once it goes berserk, even an adult might not be able to control it!

"By your description, are you saying that my Tibetan Mastiffs are utterly worthless?" This time, the dog trader really was unhappy. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, and asked, "Are you intentionally here to pick a fight and cause trouble?"

At that moment, Zhao Rongjia had clearly started to back away, because he had already sensed that people were starting to surround them!

"Bro, stop talking, let’s run," Zhao Rongjia whispered, "Something doesn’t feel right!"

People in the live streaming room noticed it too, exclaiming in shock, "Something’s not right, several people are coming over, they don’t look friendly!" "Run now, Brother Hao, it’ll be too late otherwise!" "If it comes to a fight, you guys definitely won’t stand a chance!"

"Brother Hao, someone’s coming over," Mi Xiu also realized something was off, desperately making eye signals to Wang Hao, "Let’s run..."

Pfft, just a few small-time ruffians, would I be afraid of them?

"Actually, the Tibetan Mastiff, well, isn’t entirely without merits," Wang Hao laughed, seemingly unconcerned, and his comment took the dog trader aback!

"Just now you said these Tibetan Mastiffs were no good from all aspects," the dog trader sneered, "Now you know their advantage?"

"Of course," Wang Hao shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "What I meant by advantage is that their price has genuinely been hyped up."

Huh?! What does he mean by that? What’s this about a price being hyped up being advantageous?

As he said this, even the thugs that had crowded around were confused—what’s this all about?

"Oh? How so?" The dog trader asked, surprised, "You just said that thing was too expensive, now you’re saying a high price is an advantage?"

"That’s right," Wang Hao smiled and said, "You might ask, what’s the practical significance of hype? Let me tell you, the implications are huge!"

At this point, everyone on the scene, including a thug who came over specifically to ask, "How huge?"

"Let me give you an example," Wang Hao looked around—good, not too many people, and then smiled, "Suppose you’re the boss of some enterprise, wanting to give something to a certain official, what would you do? Go directly with money in hand? You’d be dead meat. So, what do you do? What’s that? That official happens to like dogs and joined an enthusiasts’ club? Great, then I’d join too. At least that way you can strike up a conversation, right?"

Mi Xiu listened, baffled and perplexed.

But Zhao Rongjia had a lightbulb moment upon hearing Wang Hao’s line of thought!

His dad was in business, wasn’t he? They had a project where they couldn’t find the right contacts, and according to Brother Hao, this was an opportunity!

"Is striking up a conversation all there is to it?" Wang Hao shook his head and said, "That’s naïve thinking. You think just by being acquainted you can walk up with money? The disciplinary committee is watching! So what do you do? You must do this, find the club’s supplier, give them some money to secure a supply. Like dogs, for example—they have to come to you, and then you provide a quality dog, right? Then you go to the official and tell them: ’I’ve heard that you’re quite a connoisseur of Tibetan Mastiffs. As a novice, I’m eyeing one but not sure about its quality. Could you please give me some guidance?’ If the official reviews it with an understanding and gives you advice, follow their instructions without hesitation, purchase it, and then invite the official for a modest meal to express gratitude, making sure the occasion is simple yet meaningful."

Zhao Rongjia listened intently, nodding vigorously, "Right, right, makes sense!"

"As you do this repeatedly and become familiar with the official," Wang Hao grinned, "then you can approach them, offer a Tibetan Mastiff, and say, ’Dear mentor, I’ve received so much of your guidance, yet have nothing to repay with. For you, I’ve selected this treasure as a sign of my appreciation. If the mentor likes it, please keep it. If it’s to avoid any impropriety, afford me the cost price. If the mentor is sceptical, you can call the supplier to confirm the deal.’ Then comes the key final step—you need an accomplice to play along, posing as a novice introduced by you to your mentor. Upon seeing the treasure you’ve presented, he must act astonished: ’Wow, this Tibetan Mastiff is one of a kind! It’s the Red-Haired Ghost King! I love it so much! I’ll offer five million for it as a stud dog, please do sell it to me!’ If the mentor hesitates to accept the money, you step in, reassuring the mentor there’s no need to worry, everything will be handled by the disciple. Whether it’s moved abroad or turned into property, or even transformed into company shares, the important thing is that it won’t lead the disciplinary committee to the mentor’s door. Only then can it be considered a job well done!"