"OEIIII!!!! Zhen Qing, give me some money!!!" Zheng Hui, Zhen Qing's father, was banging on her door repeatedly. "I know you are back. I know you have the money!!!" Zheng Hui shouted through the roof, and Zhen Qing tried her best to hide in her room.
"Please, Zhen Qing! Please, my daughter, I need the money or the debt collectors will come and find me." Zheng Hui finally ceased his banging and slid his back along the door as if he was really desperate this time round.
"I gave you money two weeks ago!! GO AWAY!" Zhen Qing could not handle the pressure her father was giving her and retorted back. She was thankful that she bought a new lock and installed it in time before her father noticed it. Else, her door would have been broken minutes ago.