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

Chapter 136 Teacher Hu: Never mind, plans can't keep up with changes.

"Of course not, I just said it offhand." Nan Zhuren sighed. "Tell me what you know. If I've missed anything, I can come back and fill in the gaps."

Teacher Hu nodded and began to recount what she had learned—

First, Ms. Hu and the female receptionist added each other on WeChat.

Teacher Hu emphasized, "It's a work-related WeChat account."

Nan Zhuren pursed her lips, feeling that praising or disdaining was both inappropriate in this situation.

“Be careful of transference,” Nan Zhuren warned, “and also countertransference.”

"Impossible." Teacher Hu curled her lip. "We see Xiao Jia and Supervisor Weng every day! She... is far inferior in comparison."

Uh-huh?

Nan Zhuren nodded first, then blinked and paused: "Your subconscious reaction is a little off."

Teacher Hu paused for a moment, but without changing her expression, she brought the topic back.

"Let me tell you what I know."

"First, I just expressed my concern for your situation as your 'brother' and my willingness to continue consultations. Then, she immediately recommended an expensive, long-term consultation package to me."

“When I needed counseling because I was worried about you as my ‘younger brother’ for a long time,” Teacher Hu glanced at Nan Zhuren, “she also directly recommended a long-term counseling package to me.”

The behavior was too sales-oriented.

Mr. Hu stroked his handsomely bearded chin: "I know what you're thinking. Although this behavior is annoying, it's quite common in sales commission positions. Nowadays, many companies will recommend the most expensive product regardless of the customer's situation. But..."

Nan Zhuren continued, "This is a psychological clinic. It's not appropriate for this kind of behavior to occur 'here'."

It's like going to the hospital for a checkup. You get an X-ray and a splint for a minor scratch, or you get an IV drip and several boxes of antibiotics for a cold.

That's gone too far.

Ms. Hu nodded in agreement: "After I expressed my willingness to purchase the long package, her attitude became much more enthusiastic."

Nan Zhuren nodded: "You didn't pay directly, did you?"

"of course not."

Simply expressing the willingness to pay, and then receiving the same treatment as someone who has paid, without actually paying.

Teacher Hu is indeed a master.

“Asking you for help was definitely the right decision; no one else could have done it.” Nan Zhuren raised his hand to indicate, “You can continue.”

"Then our conversation started to go deeper—of course, mainly about our daily lives, and then, with my guidance, we gradually focused on her work life."

Ms. Hu recounted the details with great familiarity: "According to her, this psychological clinic is doing very well. Each counselor can basically guarantee at least four consultations per week. Although the counselors' profit sharing is confidential, due to the flat management structure, each counselor only has the shareholder in charge of consultations—that is, your teacher—as their superior. Basically, everyone is a 'partner' of the clinic, so the profit sharing is 50% or more."

Teacher Hu paused at this point, revealing a visible envy: "Of course, this number is just a guess from the front desk."

Nan Zhuren muttered to himself, "Even just guessing is enough to make someone want to switch jobs, right?"

Teacher Hu blinked, then slapped her cheeks twice to straighten her expression.

Fortunately, his beard was handsome enough that even though his face was slapped red, a large area was covered, preventing the red marks from being seen.

"Then, I asked her what kind of people usually came to visit her. She replied that about 30% to 50% of them were young students, that is, college students."

Teacher Hu glanced at Nan Zhuren, mimicking the way Nan Zhuren and Weng Pingting usually looked at each other, trying to get some kind of expression from their faces.

But Mr. Hu didn't see anything; all he saw was a face listening attentively and seriously to the conversation.

Nan Zhuren thought for a moment and asked, "Is there anything else?"

"That's all the information I could get from a receptionist. The rest is all about her private life... Are you interested?"

Nan Zhuren waved his hand, indicating that there was no such thing.

"That's enough. What I've gained today, plus the information I've received from you, is enough to support me in doing what I need to do next."

Teacher Hu asked, "And then what?"

This question made Nan Zhuren raise an eyebrow. He looked at Teacher Hu and was surprised to see that Teacher Hu was actually quite eager to try.

Before taking action, they hesitated and asked a lot of questions.

However, after participating in one small activity, Teacher Hu is now even more enthusiastic than Nan Zhuren himself. Nan Zhuren laughed and said, "That's all. I need to integrate the information and then find a way to utilize it, so this operation ends here; we are just a pair of brothers who came for consultation but did not make up their minds to consult long-term, so they will not come a second time."

“I don’t want Lin Lilin to notice anything unusual. I can guarantee that my counselor won’t tell anyone about us. If possible, I’d like to trouble you and the receptionist to continue the charade for a while longer before cutting off all contact. That would seem more normal…”

Nan Zhuren paused, then said, "Of course, it's not impossible if you want to stay in touch with her, it's up to you. But it's best not to tell her everything for a short period of time, at least this month, please."

Teacher Hu didn't give Nan Zhuren any direct or indirect answer, he just chuckled.
"You promised me you'd introduce me to bosses and help me with presentations, so you'd better keep your word."

Nan Zhuren nodded: "Of course."

The information exchange is complete, and the mission at Liu Lin's Psychological Clinic is finished.

The two ended their conversation and walked outside.

Teacher Hu seemed very relaxed, still carrying the afterglow of excitement, which made him talkative.

"What are your plans after this? Is there anything else I can help you with?"

Nan Zhuren glanced at the bearded man and pondered, "Perhaps. I have a rather detailed plan that will be implemented step by step."

Teacher Hu looked curious: "Tell me about it. After all, I'm already involved. What if... um? 'Little brother'?"

"...Nan Zhuren?"

Teacher Hu's words went unanswered.

……

As they walked, the bearded man suddenly realized that Nan Zhuren had fallen two steps behind him.

I don't know when it started, but it suddenly stopped moving.

The bearded man blinked, first looking behind him to confirm Nan Zhuren's position; then he adjusted his gaze and looked ahead, following Nan Zhuren's line of sight.

At this moment, they had arrived at the reception hall of the mental health clinic—the place where visitors would communicate with the front desk and register as soon as they arrived.

A girl who looked like a college student was talking to the receptionist; her voice was clear and pleasant.

Teacher Hu could hear their conversation clearly.

"Hello, welcome to 'Liu Lin Psychological Clinic'. Do you have an appointment?"

"Hello... My name is Zhang Lu. I was recommended by a teacher at my school."

"Okay, let me see—Zhang Lu, found it! The teacher I booked is in charge of solving [academic problems], right?"

"Yes, it's mainly academic issues. There might also be cognitive issues—that's what my teachers at school told me, and it's a problem I urgently need to solve..."

Upon hearing the visitor's words, the receptionist gave a standard smile: "It's alright, once you're here, the staff will reassess you."

"Maybe the problems that used to bother you weren't what you thought they were."

The gentle voice put the somewhat timid girl at ease, seemingly giving her courage and making her movements much more natural.

……

Teacher Hu took two steps back and put her hand on Nan Zhuren's shoulder, noticing that the young counselor's body was actually a little stiff.

He seemed to understand something.

"Teacher Nan, do you know this visitor?"

Nan Zhuren did not reply.

Teacher Hu felt that Nan Zhuren's expression looked somewhat familiar.

As a result, Teacher Hu's expression began to show some panic.

Teacher Hu swallowed hard: "Hey, Teacher Nan... no, Zhu Ren, I remember you said you had a plan, right? We're going to leave discreetly now, so we should follow the plan, right? You... hey!"

Suddenly, Ms. Hu loosened her grip, and the young counselor strode forward.

At the front desk, Zhang Lu happened to look up. Upon seeing Nan Zhuren, her already relaxed face blossomed with even greater surprise.

Her tone seemed full of hope: "Oh? Teacher Nan, you work here too? That's wonderful!"

The receptionist tilted her head, her eyes showing confusion.

She flipped open the registration form to check: Teacher Nan? Isn't this person surnamed Hu?
(End of this chapter)