So-Called Respectability

"What do you mean your family wants it?"

Wang Dahai was not willing to listen anymore. "Your family is in trouble, but our's is too. We have to be reasonable."

"It's just a lousy job. Even if you pass the exam, you'll still only get a salary of a little over 3,000 dollars in the future. How many years of starving will you need to endure to be able to earn back the money you took? It's a waste of money. You might as well give it to me for my wedding!"

"No!"

Wang Tong pointed at Chen Yongxin's nose and said, "Don't think that I'm afraid of you just because you mingle about in society. Don't think that you can keep this money all to yourself!"

"Show some respect. Who are you pointing at?!"

"I'm pointing at you. What about it?!"

Slap!