Wang Bin hurried down to the 13th Floor with Ji Ting, the reinforcements he had called in. As soon as they stepped out of the elevator, he strode toward the Vice President's Office.
"Chief Wang." The secretary in the outer office stood up. "What can I do for you?"
"I need to see Vice President Li."
"I'm sorry, Vice President Li is speaking with Chief Wang right now. You-"
Wang Bin did not even let the secretary finish before barging toward the inner office. The secretary hurried to stop him. "Chief Wang, the vice president really isn't available. Please leave!"
The words had barely left the secretary's mouth when everyone heard a sudden clatter and crash from inside.
Wang Bin's heart sank. He shoved the door open.
"Fuck you! A couple of years studying abroad and you've forgotten your own ancestors! Look at your sorry ass-you look like heaven itself punished you..."
The curses and crashes instantly grew louder. Wang Mian was straddling Li Tianhua, gripping his tie in a death hold. Li Tianhua had toppled to the floor along with his chair and was holding up both hands to block the punches swinging toward his face.
"Wang Mian!"
Wang Bin's sharp shout snapped everyone out of their shock. Several people rushed forward to break up the fight, and it took considerable effort to pry Wang Mian off Li Tianhua.
Even as they hauled him up, Wang Mian kicked at the air several times. One kick nearly caught Li Tianhua in the face.
Once someone finally helped Li Tianhua up, the first thing he did was yank loose the tie choking him. He sucked in a sharp breath, then broke into a violent coughing fit.
With the room in chaos, Ji Ting asked the two bodyguards to help take Wang