Divine Doctor's Harem



Yan Feipeng's voice was forceful and condescending, speaking with an air of superiority.

As he spoke, he maintained an air of arrogance, as if everything he said was an absolute truth.

Furthermore, he looked at Wang Chao with utmost disdain and a mocking, contemptuous gaze, saying, "Wang Chao, do you now think that security guards are dogs?"

As an aristocratic scion and a super-rich second generation, he had never done any heavy work in his life, living a life where everything was handed to him on a silver platter.

Even in his martial arts training, he had many teachers who guided him attentively and patiently, ensuring he never faced any hardships.

Even when he went to the foreign battlefield and experienced war, he was always protected by numerous war gods, achieving great deeds without any injuries.

He was accustomed to a life of giving orders and being waited upon.

Even the leaders of some squads had to obey his commands.

This upbringing cultivated his arrogant attitude of looking down on everything.

Moreover, from childhood to adulthood, he always enjoyed the best things in life. Whether it was food, toys, cars, houses, wealth, or women, he was always far ahead of others.

Especially when it came to women, whenever he went to another city, the local prestigious families would carefully prepare a multitude of untouched beauties for him to choose from.

So, he had grown accustomed to having the best women every time.

But now he had set his sights on Shen Bing, and before he could enjoy her, he discovered that Shen Bing was with Wang Chao.

In his eyes, a peerless beauty like Shen Bing should be enjoyed first by someone like him, a scion of the aristocracy.

But now Wang Chao had beaten him to it, which greatly displeased him.

Upon hearing that Wang Chao was a security guard, his displeasure grew even stronger, leading him to immediately ridicule and degrade Wang Chao.

Wang Chao and Shen Bing's faces turned grim upon hearing Yan Feipeng's words.

Shen Tianhuan's expression was also unsightly.

Even though Shen Tianhuan, as the head of the Shen family, had no accumulated family background and had built his fortune with his own hands, before starting his own business, he had worked as a security guard for others.

If Yan Feipeng's words were to be believed, he had also been a dog in the past.

Yan Guoqiang furrowed his brows slightly and said in a deep voice, "Feipeng, stop talking nonsense. Apologize to Mr. Wang immediately."

"Grandfather, did I say something wrong?" Yan Feipeng not only didn't apologize, but also felt proud and filled with a sense of superiority, saying, "We were born as nobles, and those humble people were born to serve us!"

"Think about it, those migrant workers are originally working for us. The rice they grow is for us to eat!"

"They build buildings that they themselves can't enjoy; they're for us to live in!"

"We give them money, and they should serve us, like our dogs."

"Let me change the analogy. If the enterprises of the major families in society are cars that serve us, then we are the drivers!"

"And all the people in society, in various occupations, they are like gasoline! Poor migrant workers are like diesel, college students who are knowledgeable and capable are like gasoline!"

"Junior college students are 92-octane gasoline, undergraduate students are 95-octane gasoline, master's and doctoral students are 98-octane gasoline."

"The more gasoline there is, the faster the car goes!"

"And as long as we step on the accelerator, the gasoline will be consumed, and our family enterprises will become better and better."

"Gasoline is a consumable, and regardless of the type of worker, they're lowly gasoline, our slaves, dogs working for us!"

"If we were in ancient times, these lowly commoners would have to kneel before us."

At this point, he paused, took a sip of red wine, and smiled, "There's a poem, how does it go? Ah, 'Dressed in luxurious fabrics from head to toe, none of them rears silkworms!'"

"We reside in the upper echelons, and those lowly migrant workers and dogs are the slaves who serve us, not worthy of sitting and eating with me."

He lifted his head and looked at Shen Tianhuan, smiling, "Old Master Shen, what do you think?"

Upon hearing these words, Shen Tianhuan felt uncomfortable.

He, too, had climbed from the bottom step by step to his current position. Although he had wealth, power, and influence, his previous identity as a farmer and security guard was also part of his life experience.

However, when questioned by Yan Feipeng in such a manner, he did not get angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Yes, yes, Yan Young Master is right."

"Those people are meant to serve us."

"Hahaha, Old Master Shen, you are very understanding. Come, let's have a toast." Yan Feipeng laughed heartily, lifted his wine glass, and extended it to Shen Tianhuan.

Shen Tianhuan was taken aback by the attention, quickly raised his own glass, bowed, and clinked it with Yan Feipeng's.

When clinking glasses, he deliberately made sure his glass was lower than Yan Feipeng's, displaying an especially submissive attitude.

Kowtowing and fawning!

These eight words were a fitting description of the current Shen Tianhuan.

"Grandfather."

Shen Bing looked at Shen Tianhuan like this and felt somewhat uncomfortable.

In her eyes, Shen Tianhuan had always been an incredibly proud person who would not even bow down to Lafayette.

But now, Shen Tianhuan was bowing down to a younger generation like this.

After clinking glasses with Yan Feipeng, his expression became even more smug as he said, "Old Master Shen, we are all part of the upper class, superior beings, and the upper echelon of society. We should do things that befit the upper class."

"The future husband of your granddaughter should also be from the upper class. We can not let a dog deceive her."

As he mentioned the word 'dog,' he specifically looked at Wang Chao and said, "Mr. Wang, if we were in ancient times, dogs like you would have to kneel before me, am I right?"

Wang Chao looked at Yan Feipeng and almost burst out laughing.

His sense of superiority was just too overwhelming.

He did not even bother to hide it.

Has social stratification become so apparent that someone like Yan Feipeng, a scion of the aristocracy, no longer considers ordinary people as human?

Shen Bing was so furious that she could not wait for Wang Chao to speak before coldly rebuking, "Yan Feipeng, shut up!"

This person kept calling people pigs and dogs, slaves, and behaved so arrogantly, it made her extremely angry.

What era is it? This person's mindset is still stuck in the past, dividing society into different classes and trying to make others kneel before him.

It's ridiculous!

"Do you dare to yell at me?" Yan Feipeng's gaze turned cold.

"What if I yell at you?"

Shen Bing was clearly also angry, her face cold as she uttered word by word, "It's the 21st century, a civilized society that values equality."

"And you dare to utter such words, it's simply ignorant!"

"And 'superior beings'? Haha, have you ever heard the saying, 'Superior organisms are not human!'"

Upon hearing this, Wang Chao immediately raised his thumb in approval.

'Superior organisms are not human,' Shen Bing's words were brilliant!

Bang!

Yan Feipeng's eyes grew even colder upon hearing this. He slammed the table and angrily said, "Shen Bing, you have some nerve. Who gave you the right to speak to me like that?"

"Kneel down immediately and apologize!"

"Otherwise, I won't spare you!"