At Chen Feng's remark, Tang Hai and Zhang Qin's eyes fell on him.
Then, Tang Hai sneered, "If you're unclear about what class is, I don't mind giving you a lesson."
"Please proceed, I'm all ears," Chen Feng responded pleasantly.
Tang Hai straightened his collar and explained arrogantly, "The so-called elite class is different in every aspect –we eat, drink, live, and enjoy differently from ordinary people.
For instance, the clothes and shoes I'm wearing cost nearly one hundred thousand. I bet you can't afford them in your lifetime.
The cigarettes I smoke are not available on the market, as they are made especially for me.
Even my daily expenses are a minimum of one and a half thousand.
Now, do you understand the gap between us? This is what being in the upper class means."
"I understand." Chen Feng replied lightly.
"So, if you're sensible, you'd best steer clear of Tang Xue." Tang Hai commanded coldly.
