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A set of Olympic champion's signature swimsuit, the starting price of 30,000 yuan is normal and appropriate.

Even if it's a swimsuit signed by an Olympic champion, it's just a swimsuit.

It's not a big brand, it's not a high-tech sharkskin swimsuit, it's just an ordinary swimsuit with an extra championship signature!

Isn't it normal for such a swimsuit to have a starting price of 30,000 yuan?

Hearing this price, Song Manzhu immediately sneered, donate a set of swimsuits? Thirty thousand?

It's really hehe.

However, she can understand, after all, she is just an ordinary Olympic champion without any family background to speak of, how much money can she have?

A gold medal is nearly hundreds of thousands, even if you add local rewards and the support of entrepreneurs, what she can get is only one or two million, this little net worth is not a poor household in Song Manzhu's eyes.

However, this also confirms that this cloud painting just now is deliberately driving up the price!

Yunhua couldn't take out so much money at all, she just saw that Song Manzhu must buy the jade wrench donated by Zuo Yan, so she deliberately raised her cards to bid and deliberately raised the price.

Thinking of this, Song Manzhu became even more angry.

Hmph, she wants to see if she offended her Song Manzhu, who else dares to cheer for that bullshit Olympic champion!

"One hundred thousand." Someone raised a sign.

Song Manzhu's eyes were stunned for a moment, and he turned his head to look over.

Hehe, Jossan.

It seems that the dismount she gave this woman just now was still too light, and she couldn't recognize her identity at all if she was a play!

"Two hundred thousand."

Song Manzhu was angry, and a clear male voice sounded beside him.

"Sangsang, just let me go, don't fight with me." Zuo Yan smiled and said to Qiao Sang, who was driven to the next table by Song Manzhu, and even arched his hand jokingly.

"That's not going to work, I want it too. Besides, it's a women's swimsuit, what are you doing here? Qiao San smiled and said, "Let's each have our own abilities." Three hundred thousand. ”

Qiao San raised his card again.

Zuo Yan was helpless.

Song Manzhu's hand holding the goblet was too hard, and his fingertips had begun to whiten.

Qiao San and Zuo Yan, these two sang and harmonized, deliberately raising the cloud painting......

Just now, when she spent 8.88 million yuan to shoot Zuo Yan's broken wrench, Zuo Yan didn't have a good word or a smile......

Song Manzhu only felt that his face was beaten!

What a Qiao Sang, what a Zuo Yan, what a cloud painting!

"Sangsang, then I won't be polite to you, but don't say I won't let you." Zuo Yan smiled at Qiao Sang and raised his card again, "500,000." ”

Qiao San's eyes immediately widened, gritted his teeth and snorted, completely unconvinced, "800,000!" ”

Seeing that Qiao San and Zuo Yan were on the bar for a swimsuit, the people present became excited again, tonight's auction is really a good show.

However, Qiao San and Zuo Yan competed for a swimsuit like this...... As for it?

Although there is an Olympic champion's signature, but it is just an Olympic champion, is it unusual?

Or is there something else going on?

Zuo Yan refused to admit defeat, and smiled apologetically at Qiao Sang: "One million." Sangsang, I'm sorry, I really want it, you can give it to me, please, can't I call you sister......"

Qiao San gritted his teeth and was about to say something when his phone rang.

She glanced at her phone, and then raised her eyebrows and smiled at Zuo Yan, "Okay, I won't fight with you." Cheap you, remember, you owe me once. ”

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