The next morning, Mrs. Feng handed over thirty thick bundles of cash to Qiao Rui. "Madam, Mr. Pei asked me to give this to you. He said it's your spending money. Mr. Pei was afraid it would be inconvenient for you to use checks, so he had Fang Mo get you the cash overnight."
"How thoughtful of him!" Qiao Rui took the money and felt its weight. She promptly said, "Thank you, Mrs. Feng."
Mrs. Feng shook her head. "Madam, you're too polite."
After taking the money, Qiao Rui handed two bundles to Mrs. Feng. "This is for you and Uncle Feng. I'm new here and still unfamiliar with many things. Please take care of me, Mrs. Feng."
"Oh my, that really won't do," Mrs. Feng said. "That's what Uncle Feng and I are supposed to do. You needn't treat us domestic workers with such courtesy."
"Mrs. Feng, I'm not treating you with undue courtesy. Consider this a gift from me to you," insisted Qiao Rui, still determined to give the money to Mrs. Feng.