He watched as the faces of Mo Zi Lin and Director Zhang fell. This was not the answer they were expecting.
"Then call him," Director Zhang insisted. "This is important, and if you delay any longer, even your job might be on the line."
Most of the time, Xu Jingli would stay late at the office, so it was rare for someone to come looking for him and not find him there. But tonight was one of those rare occasions when he wasn't in the office.
The receptionist smiled apologetically and said, "I'm really sorry, but I'm not allowed to call the boss after work hours. Either you visit in the morning, or if you have his personal contact, you can call him yourselves."
Director Zhang immediately asked, "What is his personal phone number? Give it to me."
The receptionist quickly replied, "I'm not obligated to give you the number. It's against the—"
Before he could finish, the table was slapped so hard that all the documents flew into the air.
