When the property manager slapped the relocation agreement against my dad's face, all the old neighbors in the building chimed in to pressure him. "Come on, Old Lin, you're the only one left. Don't keep everyone from making money!" "Xiao Li is a big-shot businesswoman. She doesn't need this little bit of money, but we need it to buy our sons homes!" My dad trembled with rage, while my mom silently wiped away her tears. I steadied my dad and smiled as I took the pen. "Dad's getting old, and his hands are shaking. I'll sign for him." Three months later, one of the old neighbors called me, voice trembling. "You did this, didn't you... All the businesses in the building have gone under!"
