Zhang Xiaoyue never thought that one day, Li Feng would become his junior brother.

What Ye Mo didn't expect was that Zhang Xiaoyue had already established a firm foothold in Liudu.

Of course, there was also Hong Bao's help behind this. It was Hong Bao who helped Zhao Xiaoyue rent the venue. A storefront of 200 square meters has now been built into a large Chinese medicine clinic by Zhang Xiaoyue.

Moreover, practicing medicine in a big city requires a medical qualification certificate. Hong Bao handled all this secretly. In just a few days, he helped Zhang Xiaoyue figure it out clearly.

"You are too hasty, why don't you wait until I come back to discuss it?" Ye Mo said with some surprise.

What he really meant by saying these words was not that he was waiting for him to come back, but that he was surprised at Zhang Xiaoyue's speed, and even felt a little guilty that he, a master, had not arranged everything but asked Hong Bao to help behind the scenes.

"Master, it's not that I don't want to wait for you to come back, but I have so many people to feed. There are several mouths around me. If I don't make money for a day, they will all be hungry." Zhang Xiaoyue looked like a housekeeper.

Just listening to Zhang Xiaoyue's words can even make people forget that he is just a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old.

"Master, can I ask you to borrow some money to purchase a batch of medicinal materials in the store? I need some start-up capital." Zhang Xiaoyue looked at Ye Mo cautiously and said.

To Ye Mo, money is just a number. Now that Kangmao has gone public, money is being made every day. To Ye Mo, money is nothing at all.

"Hong Bao arranged this clinic for you, why can't he even give you a little start-up capital?" Ye Mo said with some surprise.

"In this world, apart from my master, no other man is worthy of me. I relied on Hong Bao to help me rent this store. It was an IOU written by him and me. When I make money, it will be

I have to give it back to him." Zhang Xiaoyue said with an indifferent expression.

Hearing what Zhang Xiaoyue said, Ye Mo was speechless again. He immediately took out his mobile phone and transferred one million to Zhang Xiaoyue.

Feeling the vibration of his cell phone in his pocket, Zhang Xiaoyue took it out and took a look at it. He was immediately stunned. The long string of zeros stunned him. He opened his mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.

"Master, even if you are a rich man, you can't be so generous. How can I spend all the money you have given me? Why don't I just open my clinic and then just point to you to support me?" Zhang Xiaoyue had an exaggerated expression on her face.

But Yi Yemo shook his head and said: "Remember, opening a clinic is not a place to waste your main energy. What you need is to save people, slowly hone your medical skills, and then put all your energy into it."

In terms of cultivation."

"And you have to remember that you don't open a clinic to make money but to help others, so I hope that when you open a clinic, you can keep profits to a minimum, or even make no money at all." Ye Momo said seriously looking at Zhang Xiaoyue.
Chapter completed!