Hang up the phone. Ava Smith frowns aside. Allen Peterson turns on the handsfree. She can hear Chu Xiuzhu'ts words.
"Now we can only do this. It's better to lose less."
Smith Group now has an industry of 6 billion yuan. As long as it doesn't pay as much as it does today, even if it doesn't do anything, it will be enough for Smitth to pay for decades.
Allen Peterson sighed in his heart. The result was not what he wanted. If the Chu family did nothing, wouldn't it give Ding Yan a chance to breathe?
He doesn't want to wait for Ding Yan to find the second butcher and experience the fear of death again.
Pick up the mobile phone and look at the contacts above. Allen Peterson quietly sent a message.
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In the morning of the next day, Ava Smith received a call from David Alberts and invited her to have dinner at Donghai hotel at noon. The Chu family was also invited.
"Allen Peterson, you go to the hotel with me today. President Ding wants to talk to us about something."