The starting price of 30000 yuan for an Olympic champion's signature swimsuit is normal and appropriate.

Even if it's an Olympic champion's signature, it's just a suit.

It's not a big brand, not to mention a high-tech shark skin swimsuit. It's just an ordinary swimsuit with a champion's signature!

Isn't it normal for such swimsuits to start at 30000?

Hearing this price, song Manzhu immediately chuckled and donated a suit of swimsuit? 30000?

It's really ha ha.

However, she can understand. After all, she is just an ordinary Olympic champion without any family background. How much money can she have?

A gold medal is nearly hundreds of thousands. Even with the local awards and the support of entrepreneurs, what she can get is only one or two million yuan. In Song Manzhu's eyes, she is not a poor family.

However, this is more realistic. Just now this cloud painting is deliberately raising the price!

Yun Hua couldn't get so much money at all. She just saw that song Manzhu had to buy the jade donated by Zuo Yan. Only then would she raise her cards and bid up the price.

Thinking of this, song Manzhu is even more angry.

Hum, she wants to have a look. If she offends song Manzhu, who dares to support the bullshit Olympic champion!

"One hundred thousand." There's a card up.

In a moment, song's eyes turned.

Hehe, josson.

It seems that the power she gave to this woman just now is still too light. As an actor, she can't recognize her identity at all!

"200000."

Song Manzhu is angry when a man's voice in Qingyue rings.

"Sang Sang, you let me, don't argue with me." Zuo Yan said with a smile to Qiao sang, who was rushed to the next table by song Manzhu, and even arched his hands jokingly.

"No, I want it too. Besides, it's a women's swimsuit. What are you doing here? " "We're all on our own," he said with a smile. Three hundred thousand. "

Joe sang raised his cards again.

Left banquet is helpless.

Song Manzhu's hand holding the goblet is too hard, and his fingertips have begun to turn white.

Qiao sang and Zuo Yan, both of them sang and sang in unison, deliberately praising the cloud painting

Just now, when she spent 8.88 million on the shooting of zuoyuan, she didn't have a good word or a smiling face

Song Manzhu only felt his face hurt!

What a Qiao sang, what a left banquet, what a cloud painting!

"Sangsang, I won't be polite to you. Don't say I won't let you." Left banquet flushes Qiao mulberry a smile, raises a card again, "500000."

Immediately, he opened his eyes, gritted his teeth and snorted. He was totally unconvinced, "800000!"

Seeing that josson and zuoyuan were on the bar for a swimsuit, the people present were excited again. This auction tonight is really a good show.

However, josson and Zuo Yan scrambled for a swimsuit like this As for it?

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

Or is there something else?

Zuo Yan also refused to admit defeat, smiling apologetically at Joozone: "one million. I'm sorry, Sang Sang. I really want to. You can give it to me. Please, I can't call you sister yet... "

Josson gritted his teeth and was about to say something when his cell phone rang.

She took a look at her mobile phone, then raised her eyebrows at the left banquet with a smile, "OK, I won't argue with you. You're cheap. Remember, you owe me one. "

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