Prodigal System
Chapter 29
Hong Dali was completely unaware of the upheaval he caused at school. He stood at one of the other restaurants he bought from the strange brother and looked at the dogs rolling on the floor.
One hundred Tibetan mastiffs, Chow Chows, Huskies, and Samoyeds of various sizes are large, medium, and small. That's right, all 400 dogs rolled around in the restaurant's first-floor lounge. Small dogs bite other small dogs, and large dogs bite other large dogs. Huskies and Samoyeds howled, and the feathers of Tibetan mastiffs and Chow Chow stood. Looks like they're going to fight.
The entire first floor room was a mess.
Ignoring the 400 dogs in the middle, the east side of the lounge was piled with boxes covering the entire wall to the average human height. All of them contain dog food. The west side is also stacked with boxes that cover the entire wall up to the average height of men. It contains milk.
This was a sight that one might not have seen in a hundred years. Tang Muxin also liked dogs, especially the silly-looking Chow Chows, but seeing this scene, her clear and large eyes almost appeared, and her soft mouth opened to an "O" shape". He kept that expression for two minutes.
At times like these, it is easy to observe the different traits and characteristics of dogs.
The Tibetan Mastiff is undoubtedly the king of dogs. Their heads were raised high, and sometimes they barked towards other dogs. When they shouted, it was like thunder rumbled in the sky. Because these dog breeds are too ferocious, they are individually contained in large metal cages. Otherwise, the waiting room would have already been covered in blood.
Chow Chows tend to be more silly, especially the smaller ones, which are lying on the floor and wriggling like furballs. One can only smile when one sees them. Of course, only the small ones are funny. The mature Chow Chow is quite vicious. They were the only ones who dared to make eye contact with the Tibetan Mastiff.
Among the four types of dogs, the Husky is the most fun and nosy. They ran everywhere and bit everything they saw. Anything made of plastic or cloth can be bitten by them, and even the metal table legs are covered with — hoarse bite marks or rather, hoarse saliva.
Comparatively, Samoy people are more reserved and can be considered the most graceful — if people ignore the white fur they drop all over the place.
It was early spring; the weather was starting to warm. It was the time when the Samoyed shed their fur the most. Coupled with the number of dogs present, the scene was almost similar to the scene of snow 1. A person who did not understand the situation might even mistake this for a snowy night movie scene.
The restaurant attendant cowered in fear in a corner of the restaurant, whereas Hong Dali was quite satisfied with this scene. He turned around and said to Ling Xiaoyi, "It's good, Xiaoyi. This is the kind of scene I want! I'll give you 5,000 yuan!"
Ling Xiaoyi stood by his side, wearing a black maid outfit. He hurriedly bowed and thanked Hong Dali. "Thank you for your tip, Young Master."
At this moment, a ball of white feathers rolled under Hong Dali's feet. Looking down, he saw a small Samoyed who could not even walk properly. Hong Dali crouched down and stroked the little furry head of the Samoyed, and the little man actually looked up and smiled at him. This made Hong Dali very happy, and he immediately smiled and said, "Yo, this little brat really knows how to smile. Haha, then I will choose you!" He hugged the little Samoyed, stood up, and looked at the little man. His body was completely white like snow, without any strange colored hair. The pads on all four claws are soft to the touch, pink and smooth in color. The overall appearance is amazing. Hong Dali was quite satisfied. "Yes, I will call you Xiao Xiao 2 from now on, is it alright?"
Hearing Hong Dali's words, the little man actually smiled again and shouted. "Wooo…"
“Haha, Xinxin has also chosen it.” Tang Muxin carefully selected the cute Chow Chow. Hong Dali turned around and said to Ling Xiaoyi, "Begging everyone to pick a dog. Okay, the three male stooges will pick each Tibetan mastiff. You and the other five female henchmen will choose each hoarse. Let's go for a walk with the dog!"
Ling Xiaoyi was at a loss as to whether she should smile or cry. "Yes, Young Master."
Five minutes later .
Three male minions walk in front, each leading a Tibetan mastiff pacing, barking at whoever they see. Hong Dali brought his new pet, Samoyed Xiao Xiao, walking in the middle, while Tang Muxin led the white-haired Chow Chow and walked by his side. Since he had already thrown away so much of his face, it didn't matter to him if he threw away his face again. Ling Xiaoyi and the other women paired with each hoarse and walked behind them. As for the driver, he gets a Labrador from who knows where and runs behind.
This group of people got the attention of every passerby as they walked along the street. The people were full of exclamations as they walked past, and the road was filled with sounds like:
"Ahhh – !!!"
Feed, feed, feed !!!
"Are they riding a dog or are they planning on using a dog to bite people? Hurry up and get away from them!"
Ahwooo— !!
"This ... did they film?"
Owooo !!
Hong Dali walked on separate legs and wore sunglasses, the standard behavior of a lost third-generation ancestor.
Tang Muxin was embarrassed and lowered her head, only focusing on seeing the little white Chow Chow that she named Xiao Xiaobai 4 and carrying the dog in her hands.
The nine minions were extremely excited and excited. Their expressions and look were similar to Uncle Bird singing "Gangnam Style." They have air that seems to indicate that they will release their dog to anyone who does not please their eyes.
After reaching the entrance of a salon, Hong Dali pulled Tang Muxin and barged in. Nine minions plus the driver, a total of 10 people, stood guard at the entrance with their dogs. All the pedestrians moved away, and no stranger dared to approach.
Upon seeing Hong Dali and Tang Muxin enter, the barber immediately came and greeted them. "Hi, are you two looking for a haircut?"
“Yap, haircut, but not for both of us.” Hong Dali kept his face straight, his expression serious.
The barber was confused. "Then…"
Hong Dali pointed at Xiao Xiaobai, who was in Tang Muxin's hands. "Make a hairstyle for it."
The scissors the barber held fell to the floor with a "beep." It took a while before she recovered and said, "O ... OK .. May I know what kind of hair you want for that?"
Hong Dali reached into his pocket and took out a piece of paper.
So, 10 minutes later, Xiao Xiaobai brought a panda hairdo and walked out of the barber shop …
What is worth mentioning is that the haircut costs nothing, as Hong Dali has called and bought the shop …
The trip home was even more interesting. A group of people lead the dog, a beautiful girl brings something that seems like a panda. The world of the rich is indeed something that normal people can never understand.
They continued walking west and reached the undeveloped park. This place is about 700-800 meters from the restaurant that houses dogs and is an undeveloped mountainous area. On the side of the road was a patch of flat grass. Further inside is a small hill about 50-60 meters deep. Trees thrived on the hills, and the rare thing was that the river passed through the foothills and flowed into Fengyuan Lake, which was about 200 meters away. Perhaps it is for this reason that this place does not yet have a building, causing the environment here to be quite good.
Hong Dali looked left, right, up, and down, then suddenly flicked his finger. "I'll have this hill! Next time when we take a walk, let's come here!" White Samoyed feathers flew everywhere. Means smiling. The second generation of a wealthy or powerful family. Means small little white.