Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 13 Don't Lie to Me

"Did that 'Teacher Yang' accuse me of taking someone else's case without permission?"

Nan Zhuren showed no panic or surprise; instead, he lowered his head and began to ponder.

This "just as I expected" reaction made Weng Pingting raise her eyebrows again.

Then, Nan Zhuren began to tell his story.

This time, it was Weng Pingting's turn to have an expression that said, "Just as I expected."

“You’re transferring cases privately, which is absolutely not allowed by the company. Even if you take on a visitor and turn it into a case study, it’s still a violation,” Weng Pingting set the tone with her first sentence.

Nan Zhuren did not refute, but continued to look at Weng Pingting without any expression on his face.

“But company rules are something the boss has to consider, and how to deal with you is also up to him.” Weng Pingting changed the subject, “Yang Xudao, without knowing your capabilities, transferred a case of suspected depression to you for his own personal reasons. On a larger scale, this violates the ethics of a psychological counselor.”

For Weng Pingting, who has formal training in acting, this is even more intolerable.

No one could have predicted that Nan Zhuren would actually accept this visitor. If things had gone according to Bald Yang's prediction, things might have developed as follows:
In the best-case scenario, if Nan Zhuren's consultation is neither particularly good nor bad, the client will be referred again, and the newly established center will lose a case—this is the best-case scenario.

But what if Nan Zhuren's technique is very poor, and the client happens to be in a dangerous period of depression?

The consequences are truly unimaginable.

Weng Pingting's eyes flickered: "Teacher Xiao Nan, do you have any evidence for what you just said?"

……

Yan Nuo Psychological Counseling Center, office area.

The consultants and assistants handled their work in an orderly fashion, like a group of worker ants that had been pre-arranged.

With their professional, or even less professional but still somewhat professional, facial expression and emotional control, they forced themselves to stay at their workstations.

But the crisscrossing gazes all converged in one direction.

—The boss's office at the very center.

"sit down."

Howard gestured with his palm up to the two chairs in front of his desk.

Nan Zhuren sat down, his expression calm.

He looked at the bald-headed Yang who sat down next to him. The man's face did not show any obvious expression, but many details were enough to tell Nan Zhuren about the turmoil in his heart.

The two of them sat facing Howard, separated by a long desk.

Weng Pingting slowly sat down on the sofa against the wall, occupying a position where she could see all three of them, and did not intend to make a sound.

Nan Zhuren finally looked at Howard. It was clear that as the owner of the consulting center, Howard had a knack for managing his expressions.

Of course, there's only one reason, because Howard's lips kept twitching.

"Has the order been placed?" Nan Zhuren asked abruptly.

Howard finally couldn't hold back his excitement and exclaimed, "It's on! Chen Ting's mother bought a 12-session consultation package. Teacher Xiao Nan is indeed a professional; she handled the first case so well..."

Bald Yang's facial expressions also went offline, but his changes were not in the same direction as Howard's.

“But,” Howard maintained his joyful expression, his lips still upturned, but his eyes had darkened, “Teacher Xiao Nan, your behavior is not something we at Yan Nuo encourage.”

Bald Yang's expression immediately changed again, and he quickly added, "That's right!"

Bald Yang seemed to have gained some leverage: "Our counseling center is newly established, and it's precisely at this time that we need to establish rules. Although I didn't study psychology in school, I've been in this industry for over ten years, and I know that arbitrarily poaching clients like this will cause trouble!"

Howard looked at the bald-headed Yang, then at Nan Zhuren: "That's how it is."

Bald Yang spoke more and more fluently: "We caught it this time, so we were lucky. But what if something went wrong? Even a master can't say they can handle every visitor, let alone someone with depression like this." Howard looked at Yang Xudao: "That's right."

Bald Yang emphasized: "Depression! If..."

Nan Zhuren suddenly interrupted: "It's not depression, I have a new diagnosis."

Yang Xudao was abruptly interrupted, and his emotions became disjointed.

He took a breath: "That's not important now. What's important is Xiao Nan's behavior!"

Howard looked around and waved his hand, "Alright, alright, Professor Yang, don't get excited. Let's sit down and talk about it."

The consultant already had a plan in mind.

"Ms. Xiao Nan did make a mistake in this matter," the boss stated first. "But fortunately, she managed to handle the case in the end, so it was a close call."

"Of course, an apology is essential."

Howard turned to bald Yang: "Old Yang is a senior, and he should be happy that our consulting center has gained another consultant who can handle cases independently. Let Teacher Xiao Nan apologize to you this time, and let him assign you a few more cases in the future, okay?"

Bald Yang blinked.

He already felt somewhat guilty, so he took the opportunity to back down, saying, "I'll listen to the boss."

Howard was satisfied and turned to Nan Zhuren: "What do you say, Teacher Nan?"

……

Nan Zhuren looked at Howard. Howard's handling of the matter was not unexpected. Everyone seemed to hope that the matter would just pass.

He didn't react immediately, but stared intently at Howard.

After a long pause, he suddenly spoke up:

"Boss, did you initially plan to reprimand us with a stern face, but then you couldn't hold back after I said something, so you changed your approach to the conversation?"

Ok?
It's hard to say whether Howard couldn't hold back before, but this time he really couldn't.

I'm talking to you about making up, why are you still thinking about my facial expressions?
How did you manage to connect with this visitor? Did you rely on some inexplicable connection of brainwaves rather than professional knowledge?

Howard was now caught in a dilemma: he couldn't keep a straight face, nor could he continue to force a smile.

Nan Zhuren ignored Howard's reaction and turned directly to the bald-headed Yang, saying:
“I didn’t steal your visitor; you transferred the visitor to me yourself. Of course, I’m not here to pursue your accusation against me; I’m just curious about your motives behind this action.”

Bald Yang's expression crumbled slightly. He actually wanted this matter to pass as soon as possible, but it was clear that this young man didn't know how to maintain office relationships.

"Teacher Xiao Nan, it's really not right for you to be so persistent..."

Nan Zhuren continued speaking to himself:

"You want to teach me a lesson, even get me fired. Why is that?"

"Do you see a threat in me and think I will affect your performance in the future?"

The next second he denied it again: "No, it's not because of that."

When Nan Zhuren spoke, his eyes were fixed on the bald-headed Yang, making the veteran consultant feel inexplicably uncomfortable.

Bald-headed Yang Qiang chuckled to himself, "Of course, I've been in this business for over ten years..."

"That must be because of Lu Jia—yes, I was right this time."

Bald Yang gasped for breath.

Howard had already raised his hand to interrupt Nan Zhuren, but suddenly sat back down and began to look at the bald Yang.

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