Chu Xiuzhu still wanted to say something, but Allen Peterson stopped him and said to the middle-aged man, "May I know your name?”
"Tian Chengping, what advice do you have?"
Allen Peterson smiled: "I can’t give you advice. If you go with me this time, and I won't drag you down. If there's a problem at that time, don't worry about me. Life and death is determined by fate. . If I die in it, it'ts just my fate."
At this time, the people next to him also saw Chu Xiuzhu's dissatisfaction and hurriedly said, "brother Tian, forget it this time! President Chu has taken care of it. What else can happen? That's it!"
They don't want to offend Chu Xiuzhu and give up the business. You know, Chu Xiuzhu's price is 10 million per person, and those who eventually kill Ding Yan will also have a thank-you fee of 50 million.
If Chu Xiuzhu is dissatisfied and this business is ruined, it's not what they want to see.