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

Chapter 22: Another order placed! (Please continue reading!)
"Have you heard? It seems that the new teacher, Mr. Nan, has closed another deal."

"Another sale?"

"Yes, he seemed to be a bar owner in his thirties. He bought the most expensive package in one go and booked a whole month of consultations afterward!"

"Hiss... First a college student's depression, then a boss's relationship recovery. What kind of consulting style does this new teacher, Nan, have?"

"How can you catch anything?"

Inside the office area, the consultants were discussing in hushed tones.

Bald Yang listened blankly.

He suddenly realized that he might not be able to get his case back, and he was also unable to seek "justice" for himself.

Suddenly, Bald Yang saw a figure hurrying past at the corner.

That's his consulting assistant!

"Xiao Shen... Abing!" Bald Yang called out subconsciously.

Shen Bing hurried along, as if he hadn't heard anything, and disappeared in a flash.

Bald Yang stared blankly.

He suddenly realized that he probably couldn't get his consulting assistant's money back either.

……

"Did you really close a deal?"

Nan Zhuren was holding a coffee in the tea room to wake himself up.

Looking at Shen Bing, who seemed unable to wait even a moment longer, he himself could hardly believe it.

Shen Bing nodded repeatedly: "The order has been placed!"

Nan Zhuren took a sip of coffee with an inscrutable expression; to be honest, he hadn't expected it.

Based on his judgment, Mr. Huang's problem was not the type that required a lengthy consultation.

During the consultation, he, as the counselor, did not deliberately guide the conversation. Theoretically speaking, this consultation could be considered the last one.

And he really enjoyed the last few words of his cursing.

"Boss Huang said that what you said, Professor Nan, makes a lot of sense and it woke him up. If possible, he would like Professor Nan to continue to provide him with consultations."

Okay, Nan Zhuren understands.

Working in the field of psychological counseling means you see all kinds of people.

"By the way, how did he continue the consultation?" Nan Zhuren asked.

Shen Bing became even more excited as he said this: "The top-of-the-line package, renewed for another month, with one consultation per week, totals nine thousand eight!"

Nine thousand eight, four consultations, each lasting up to an hour, averaging two thousand four hundred and fifty yuan per hour.

But this money goes to the company; if it were for myself...

"What's my commission percentage again?"

Shen Bing immediately replied, "The top-tier package is 15%!"

That's almost 1,500 yuan, which will be included as a bonus in your end-of-month salary.

On average, it costs nearly 400 per hour.

Nan Zhuren nodded silently to himself.

"Is this the price he quoted when he came to inquire later? This consultation wasn't included in the package, was it? How much can I get?"

"Teacher Nan, didn't I tell you this morning? How can you forget about money..." Shen Bing gave him a look that said, "I really can't do anything with you."

"This is a basic interview. The company charges 500 per hour, plus a 10% commission."

Different counselors have different fees; and even for the same counselor, the fees can vary depending on the type of counseling.

For initial face-to-face consultations like this, the minimum fee is usually charged.

In Nan Zhuren's hands, that's fifty yuan per hour.

Including the first high school graduate who came for consultation this morning, the two consultations this morning took two hours and brought in 100 dollars.

Nan Zhuren nodded silently, knowing that this was the normal size of a newly established psychological counseling center like Yan Nuo. Few clients could become long-term cases, and even fewer ordinary clients were as willing to spend money as Boss Huang.

The new company also has limited resources, and some consultants may not get a consultation even after a whole day, just slacking off.

I estimate that once I've processed all the clients who originally belonged to Bald Yang, it will be difficult to get two consultations in half a day like this morning.

Even one consultation a day has become a luxury.

Hopefully, we can reach ten hours of consultation time as soon as possible.

Shen Bing was still excited because as a consulting assistant, he could also get a 5% commission, which was not a small amount.

"Teacher Nan, do you think we can continue to develop this Mr. Huang's business after this month, or ask him to introduce other visitors... Hey, Teacher Nan! Wait for me, where are you going, Teacher Nan!"

Nan Zhuren turned around: "Go to sleep."

"...Then I'll go get you a blanket!"

……

【月度目标：1个月内完成“心理咨询”10小时（3/10），完成后进行1次“心理能力培训”。】

[Career Development: File 1 "Case File" (0/1), and complete 1 "Psychological Techniques Advanced Training" session.]

In the dream world, Nan Zhuren looked at his mission progress.

He nodded with satisfaction.

"It seems that no matter what kind of visitor they are, as long as we do a good job of consulting them, it will be counted in the task progress."

"With this method of determination, achieving the monthly goals becomes much easier."

Previously, Nan Zhuren was worried that the psychological counseling for these two everyday issues this morning might not be included in the "monthly goals".

Only cases involving psychological abnormalities or even mental illness can advance the mission.

Now it seems that either is fine.

"However, the progress of the career development is still unchanged. It seems that we really need to complete a long-term case in order to meet the conditions for 'case archiving'."

"What exactly do these so-called 'psychological skills training' and 'advanced psychological techniques training' represent?"

Nan Zhuren blinked, his consciousness returning, and he woke up from his dream.

……

At his workstation in the office area, Nan Zhuren stretched after taking a short nap on his desk.

Its leisurely demeanor resembled that of a large cat.

His actions attracted the attention of several workers in the surrounding area, but no one paid him any attention.

Because everyone is "busy".

Nan Zhuren slightly raised his head and scanned the office area. He saw that the consultant in front of him was playing a girl group talent show from a major company, with the screen covering his entire thigh.

The consultant to my left pulled out a controller from somewhere and was running a smoking game called "Black Malo" on the company computer.

The consultant on the right front is quite hardworking; he's typing away using the author assistant on Qidian.com, seemingly doing part-time work as an author.

Uh--

Counselors need to find reasonable ways to relax their minds and maintain mental and emotional stability so that they can be ready to work at any time.

In contrast, Nan Zhuren's decision to only take a short nap at his workstation after a two-hour consultation seemed incredibly "dedicated."

Nan Zhuren's eyes lingered on the computer screen to his right for a moment, then he shook his head as he looked at the consultant who was diligently typing away.

He seems to be a rather incompetent counselor. After all, if you're good at psychological counseling, you can earn much more money than writing novels.

Putting aside others, Nan Zhuren himself has handled several cases of depression, all of which were written in his novels.

"Shen Bing." Nan Zhuren's eyes lit up; he had finally found his assistant.

The assistant was carrying two cups of coffee back from the tea area: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"That Chen Ting, she was the first case I handled. Has she contacted you recently?" Nan Zhuren asked.

(End of this chapter)