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Chapter 325

I saw a green branch as long as a hand and as thick as a thumb, taking root in the flower pot.

Immediately afterwards, the branches began to lengthen and grow...

In less than ten seconds, a lotus flower appeared in front of Ye Mo.

This lotus is more than half a meter high, with green lotus leaves, like a large jade plate, setting off the lotus. It is extremely beautiful, white as snow, red as clouds, and the fragrance of lotus echoes throughout the room.

"Is this the essence of the lotus flower?"

Ye Mo smiled slightly and placed his fingers on the petals.

He could feel a voice appearing in his mind.

With expectation and longing, like a newly born hungry baby waiting for its mother to nourish it.

Not long after this spirit was formed, it did not develop spiritual intelligence. Now, it is driven by instinct.

Ye Mo bit his index finger, squeezed his fingertip, and a drop of blood came out.

As soon as the blood appears, the whole room is filled with medicinal fragrance, making people feel relaxed and happy, and feel comfortable all over.

Around this blood, there is a faint golden light, which contains Ye Mo's spiritual power.

As if feeling the blood, the lotus petals trembled slightly, craving for sound even more.

Tick ​​tock!

Blood drips on the lotus.

Blink and be absorbed.

The voice became contented, and then became silent, like a child who had eaten enough and was sleeping.

"He's an interesting little guy."

Ye Mo smiled faintly, picked up the flowerpot, and placed it on the balcony.

He estimated that it would take about half a month for a drop of his own blood to be absorbed by the essence. At that time, he would continue to feed it.

After doing all this, looking at the lotus swaying gently, Ye Mo let out a long sigh of relief.

"From now on, I will feed the lotus essence and see what it can become when it grows up."

Buzz buzz...

Suddenly, his cell phone rang.

I picked it up and saw that it belonged to Song Qingsong.

"Hey, Divine Doctor Ye, I have two things to report to you." Song Qingsong's respectful voice came, straightforward:

"The first one, the Mystery of Time, which we sold at Dongxia Auction House, has already made us famous."

"After the Mystery of Time was photographed by Jing Han, Jing Han used it directly for his mother. It is said that after using it, his mother's face seemed to be back to the age of thirty or forty years old. Among the ladies in the entire Jiang Province

circle, causing a great sensation!”

"Those noble ladies went crazy together, discussing the mystery of time after dinner."

"Now those noble ladies have sent orders to Comer Company, hoping that we will produce more Mysteries of Time for them to use. The price is negotiable."

"What about the second one?"

Ye Mo nodded, and he expected that the reputation of The Mystery of Time would rise.

"The second thing is that I want to go to Guangzong and set up a branch." Song Qingsong said with a smile:

"This branch is specially used to sell Mystery of Time. Haicheng is too small after all. If you want to make Mystery of Time bigger, location is very important. In my opinion, Guangzong is the best choice."

"So I would like to ask, Doctor Ye, what do you think of my decision."

"Since it can speed up the development of the company, I have no objection. You can open a branch in Guangzong." Ye Mo said calmly.

"Okay! Then I will announce the news tomorrow. Then it will be easier to find partners!" Song Qingsong said happily.

...

After hanging up the phone, Ye Mo looked at the time, it was almost twelve o'clock.

He quietly entered the bedroom room.

Su Muxue was already asleep. Ye Mo carefully got into bed and hugged Su Muxue.

Under the moonlight, Su Muxue's red lips were so dazzling and her delicate body was fragrant and soft that Ye Mo couldn't put it down.

"Husband, what are you doing..."

Su Muxue was woken up and murmured:

"Be gentle, Sister Shiman is still next door, how embarrassing it is for her to hear...ah..."
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