Han Zhijin's call for price was bombarded by mobile phones one after another before he could say it. He couldn't help but touch his mobile phone and look at the screen.

It's all text messages from the bank to remind him that his card has been stopped

In a few minutes, all his bank cards were stopped In addition, even the real estate and equity under his name, in short, all his assets have been frozen

Han Zhijin's hand suddenly shakes, nearly throwing his mobile phone onto the stage in front of him.

Who did this? How dare he stop all his savings these years!

All stopped!!!!!

And still stop for seven days!!!!!!

Seven days!!!!! What does he spend these seven days?????

The most wonderful thing is that his colorful cards have a new year's money card There's not much money in it. Who is this special one? It's so cruel that he can't let go of his new year's money

Han Zhijin felt his hair explode.

"Sir, what's the price you want to call?"

"Sir, this gentleman, how much would you like to quote after you raise your brand?"

The host on the stage, after two consecutive sessions, Han Zhijin responded. He was talking to himself.

Quote, offer a hammer!

He is the kind of emperor in ancient times to hold the emperor in order to make the princes. Looking at him, he is actually an embroidered pillow with no real power. Maybe the beggars under the overpass now have more cash than he can get!

The more Han Zhijin thinks about it, the more angry he gets.

How angry! But what else can we do?

He still had to keep smiling, facing the host in front of him, he said in a sorry voice: "I'm sorry, I want to take my mobile phone, but I accidentally raised the brand."

The host is also a talent. When he heard this, he immediately helped to round the field and put the mistake on himself: "Oh, I made a mistake, sir. I'm really sorry..."

Then the host held up the microphone, looked at the people under the stage, and opened his mouth again: "the lady in the third row just called for 17 million yuan. Is there anyone else to follow?"

AI Jiang raised the sign: "18 million."

It means she still has money "19 million," he said with a smile

"20 million." AI Jiang hardly waited for the host to introduce the price of Xia goodnight, and couldn't wait to make a sound.

Xia goodnight couldn't help thinking that she underestimated AI Jiang. These days, AI Jiang is with Chi Yao. It seems that she has saved a lot of money However, no matter how much money she has saved, I'm afraid it will soon be the top of her pocket, right?

If her performance is too local, AI Jiang will not necessarily withdraw, it will fall short

After pondering for a while, I saw that AI Jiang was also quietly observing himself, so I turned my mind and pretended to be like I didn't have much money. I took the sign with tangled face, held it up, put it up, and then held it up. Then I bit my teeth and raised the sign a second before the host decided that the last object of tonight was taken by AI Jiang. I said, "twenty million.". ”AI Jiang has a panoramic view of Xia wanwan's performance. She doesn't have much money, but that woman looks the same as her So at this moment, as long as she shows great confidence, that woman will shrink, right?

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