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

Chapter 14 Who in the workplace doesn't record conversations?
“You’re a senior consultant, you don’t normally need to come to work this early, but you did, and you went straight to Lu Jia. I don’t need to guess what you’re thinking,” Nan Zhuren said.

"You want to cause trouble for XiongJing? No, you think I'm a threat? That's right, but why do you think that?"

Nan Zhuren quickly asked questions, and then kept asking and answering himself.

Bald Yang felt for a moment that he couldn't even get a word in edgewise. He looked at his boss in a flustered manner, wanting to say something to interrupt Nan Zhuren, but for some reason his face turned red and his throat tightened, leaving him only able to gasp for breath.

"Why would you think that I, a new counselor, would be a threat to you? Did you ask Lu Jia out before, but she rejected you?"

Bald Yang: "You..."

"Oh, is that so? But even so, you shouldn't think that someone who just arrived on the first day could pose such a threat to you. Do you think I'm that great? No... it's the opposite. You're just too insecure."

Bald Yang: "You..."

Nan Zhuren looked pitiful: "I was right, you have low self-esteem. The rejection from a young woman like Lu Jia has severely damaged your male pride. You used to think that success in your career and making more money was all that mattered, but you've found that's not the case."

"You're too old; you're starting to lose your hair and your figure is out of shape. You've been a psychological counselor for over a decade, but you're not formally trained and haven't systematically developed your skills, so your abilities are even inferior to mine, a younger person."

“This is a case you initially thought was related to depression, or even one you felt you couldn’t handle, but I took it on anyway. Doesn’t that make you feel even worse now? And…”

Bald Yang's flushed face suddenly erupted like a volcano: "Enough!"

He broke his guard.

His previously barely maintained composure vanished instantly, and his roar even caused a commotion outside the office.

The other staff at the consultation center were startled and looked toward the office with suspicion and uncertainty.

"Is that Old Yang's voice? What happened here?"

Did he get into an argument with his boss?

"Isn't Sister Pingting in there too? Is Old Yang really that hard?"

……

Howard frowned deeply.

Nan Zhuren shrugged; he hadn't expected to achieve his goal so easily. He turned to look at Howard and could clearly observe a subtle change in the boss's micro-expression as he looked at Bald Yang, like chips being added to one side of a scale.

Unfortunately, although it continues to sink, it has not yet tilted completely.

We still need one last straw.

……

Howard slammed his fist on the table: "Mr. Yang, please sit down."

The two dull thuds seemed to hit Bald Yang on the forehead, bringing him back to his senses a little.

"Boss, he's talking nonsense! He's the one who stole my visitor, he..."

Howard looked at Yang Xudao, who was clearly flustered; his panicked state said a lot. But after a moment's hesitation, he suddenly asked, "Professor Yang, do you have any visitors today?"

Bald Yang was taken aback: "Yes, there's one at ten o'clock, and another one in the afternoon."

"Both of these involve long-term consulting, right?"

“Yes.” Howard nodded and said, “Then Professor Yang should prepare for the consultation.”

Bald Yang was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening. His face showed some resentment, but he still managed a smile of relief after surviving a disaster.

Howard then turned to Nan Zhuren: "Teacher Nan, look, things are like this now—Teacher Yang says one thing, and you say another, and there are no witnesses or evidence. If this continues, things will become unclear."

“I already know about the problem you mentioned, and I will continue to follow up. But Professor Yang has a client coming later. In our profession, delaying a client's appointment is like a doctor missing a surgery time—it's a sin. But for the sake of Yan Nuo Center, let's put it aside for now…”

Nan Zhuren suddenly said, "This matter can be explained clearly. I have evidence."

Interrupted once again, both Howard and Bald Young were taken aback.

Then I saw Nan Zhuren slam his phone down on the desk in front of him and skillfully press a button.

A voice slowly drifted out:
[This is a female student who just entered university. She was transferred from a friend of the boss; it was a troublesome case that other consultants couldn't handle and had to pass on to someone else.]

This case was transferred from another counseling center. Many experienced counselors couldn't handle it, so I was even less inclined to take it on...

Then you could see that Bald Yang's flushed face gradually turned pale.

That was his voice; he knew what was coming next.

[It's not like he's going to intervene long-term. This case will probably only come to us once, so what could possibly happen?]

It's okay, it's not like we're undergoing formal interventional treatment...

[Is Teacher Xiaonan planning to develop her career as a consultant? These small cases are perfect for practicing and accumulating consultation hours!]

……

Nan Zhuren pressed the play button, and the recording stopped here.

Bald Yang opened his mouth, completely unprepared for things to have developed to this point.

Yes, the workplace atmosphere is not good now, and many employees are gradually developing the habit of recording conversations whenever they want.

But this Nan Zhuren is only on his first day at the company. What company records conversations with employees on their first day?

Even Howard's eyes stiffened.

Before Bald Young and Howard could speak, Nan Zhuren tapped on his phone again, and another recording came out:
[Date: Wednesday, January 21, 2016. Visitor: Nan Zhuren. Counselor: Nan Zhuren...]

Nan Zhuren explained, "I booked a sandplay therapy session in advance today to practice my sandplay therapy techniques, and I recorded it for later study. However, I was probably too excited on my first day at work and didn't sleep well last night, so I was too tired and forgot to turn off the recording after I left the sandplay room..."

He looked at Yang Xudao: "I didn't expect to have recorded my conversation with Teacher Yang."

Howard's gaze softened a little, and he seemed to believe it.

Bald Yang's eyes held undisguised skepticism—who would believe such a statement?
Whether it's true or not, as long as the boss thinks it's not true, that's fine!
Bald Yang suddenly realized this was an opportunity. Secretly passing on information to visitors to frame colleagues was no longer important—for the boss, an employee who could record conversations at any time in the company was the most terrifying thing!

However, Weng Pingting, who had remained silent throughout, suddenly spoke up.

This completely shut down Bald Yang's words.

“Teacher Xiao Nan is a professionally trained instructor. Back in school, mentors often negotiated with clients to record conversations, and the recorded material was used as a teaching tool—so it’s understandable that Teacher Xiao Nan did this,” the counseling director said calmly. “But you need to be careful in the future. Society is not like school, and recording requires more complicated agreements. It’s fine for you to record yourself, but don’t record what the client says without their consent.”

(End of this chapter)