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Everyone's eyes followed the direction of Fu Ziyao's finger and saw Mr. Xu.

Mr. Xu was stunned. He didn't expect Fu Ziyao to directly point him out.

"Who is this?" James asked.

Fu Ziyao raised his chin slightly: "He is a painting repair master in my brother's shop. Although his ability is not as good as that of my uncle, he is still good at it. Repairing your painting will not be a problem."

Fu Yuheng frowned somewhat dissatisfiedly when he heard this.

Fu Ziyao shouldn't comment on Mr. Xu like this just for the sake of his face.

Fu Yuheng stretched out his hand and pointed at Fu Ziyao, but was speechless.

Mr. Xu didn't mind.

He really can't compare.

But, he can’t repair it either.

This is a global live broadcast. If you really damage a national treasure on the live broadcast, then one person can drown him with a mouthful of spit.

Mr. Xu smiled and was about to refuse, but Fu Ziyao had already come to his side and held him.

"If you refuse, neither you nor your apprentice will come to work at Fu's."

Mr. Xu was stunned again. Is this threatening him?

Fu Ziyao whispered: "Don't blame me, I can't let my uncle be stigmatized."

Fu Yuheng couldn't bear the stigma, so he was dismissed as the top tank?

For a moment, Mr. Xu's face turned dark and he looked at Fu Ziyao coldly.

Fu Ziyao looked at him quietly for three seconds, then turned to look at James: "Mr. James, please."

James' eyes wandered between Fu Ziyao and Mr. Xu, and finally said with a smile: "Since this gentleman is willing, I naturally have nothing to say."

"It's just that Mr. Fu Yuheng is a master of traditional Chinese painting, and my friend is willing to give him face. He is just a painting repair master. If the painting is damaged, the loss will be too great."

Fu Ziyao said: "You just said clearly that no matter how well you cultivate..."

"That's to give Mr. Fu face. Others don't have it." James smiled and said: "Or, should we invite Mr. Fu to come?"

Fu Yuheng struggled to get up from the ground, his face turned strangely red, and he was breathing heavily and wanted to speak.

The assistant quickly supported him: "Master, your health is in critical condition. Leave this matter to the eldest lady."

The assistant looked at Mr. Xu with a look of pleading and guilt.

Fu Yuheng's body is already old.

If he hadn't felt that it was impossible, he wouldn't have come out to hold this lecture.

This commotion made him furious, fearing that it would make matters worse, and he would have no choice but to feel aggrieved by Xu Lao.

Mr. Xu didn't understand. He smiled bitterly and regretted giving this speech.

I'm afraid that his lifelong reputation will be completely ruined.

"If the repair is broken, I..."

"We will compensate you for the full price." Su Mo suddenly said, interrupting Mr. Xu's words.

Mr. Xu was interrupted by her and looked at her in surprise.

Su Mo returned him a comforting look and looked at James quietly.

Mr. Xu came back to his senses.

This... maybe, today, his reputation can still be preserved?

James thought she looked familiar, and he remembered her after being reminded by someone next to him.

"These three paintings cost 700 million U.S. dollars. Does Mrs. Gu mean that if he repairs it and damages it, you will pay the full price?"

Nearly five hundred million.

Fu Ziyao couldn't help but frown.

She originally wanted to say that the money was paid by Fu.But as soon as the price came out, she stopped talking.

Mr. Fu couldn't afford so much money to buy a piece of junk.

Su Mo glanced at her and nodded: "Yes."

James clapped his hands: "Okay! Feel free!"

"Mr. Xu, please!"

Su Mo shook his head slightly: "It's not Old Xiu Xu, it's me who will do it."

As soon as these words came out, the audience was in an uproar.