Wu Xue immediately said, "What could possibly come up? I've been here for so long, and no one has come looking for us. Are we supposed to be on call 24 hours a day when we're not the police or the fire department? If there's really some difficult problem that needs my help, just give me a call, and I'll come back right away!"
Director Zhang coughed and slapped the table, standing up to look at her coldly. He said irritably, "Are you the director, or am I the director?"
Wu Xue's stubborn temper flared up too. She also slammed her hand on the table and glared at him, raising her voice, "Whether you agree or not, I have to go. It's not up to you. Worst comes to worst, I'll just quit!"
Both of their voices had grown louder, and outside the window, several silhouettes peered in, curious.
