The atmosphere in the corridor instantly became tense, the whispers came to an abrupt halt, leaving only the sound of Pei Tianxiong's angry footsteps and his assistant's anxious whispers.
"Mr. Pei, please calm down, Mr. Jingchuan is handling important affairs..." the assistant's voice trembled, his hand gently pressing on Pei Tianxiong's shoulder, trying to slow the stride of the conglomerate's tycoon.
However, Pei Tianxiong acted as if he hadn't heard, his gaze firm and angry, as if no one's persuasion could stop his steps.
He marched straight towards Pei Jingchuan's office, each step emitting an unquestionable aura of authority.
The office door in front of Pei Tianxiong seemed exceptionally tiny; his hand clenched into a fist, then he pushed with force, without any hesitation.
But clearly, such force was far from sufficient for the enraged Pei Tianxiong, who followed it with a fierce kick at the door.