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

Chapter 402 Nan ​​Zhuren, with her high emotional intelligence

The consultants and assistants, who were working with their heads down, raised their heads slightly to look after hearing the commotion from Nan Zhuren's side.

Then he lowered his head again.

The therapists at this mental health center work diligently, but certainly not at full capacity. Necessary rest and mental well-being remain essential for them.

Even so, Nan Zhuren is now the most idle person in the consultation center.

He doesn't receive other visitors and spends most of his time at his desk doing practice problems, occasionally taking a nap.

However, everyone maintained a tacit understanding and refrained from commenting on it.

Some people even take it for granted.

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When Nan Zhuren pushed open the door to the boss's office, he saw Chang Ming and Weng Pingting inside.

"Old Chang?" Nan Zhuren greeted him with some surprise, unaware of Chang Ming's arrival.

As he greeted them, he subconsciously took in the expressions of the two people in the office.

Chang Ming was undoubtedly overjoyed, and even a little impatient.

As for Weng Pingting—

[A fleeting downward turn of the corners of her mouth.]

[The gaze freezes briefly.]

[Tight jaw muscles.]

"Zhu Ren, it's been a long time." Chang Ming used a rather affectionate form of address.

After what happened at Jiang Yizhong, the relationship between the two has moved from "colleagues" to "friends," and they are quite familiar with each other.

You seem to have become more charismatic... wait, wait, it's not just a feeling, you really have become more handsome?

Chang Ming looked at Nan Zhuren's eyes with some surprise.

Before he could say anything more...

The next second, Nan Zhuren looked embarrassed: "Um, are you guys talking about something? I just wanted to ask Sister Pingting to report on a case..."

Upon hearing this, Chang Ming immediately showed a knowing look: "The principle of confidentiality, right? I understand. You two talk first, and I'll let Teacher Weng tell you about my situation..."

She casually beckoned an assistant to take Chang Ming to the reception room, and Weng Pingting breathed a sigh of relief.

She looked at Nan Zhuren and praised him, "You reacted quickly. I was just thinking about what excuse to use to get him out of here so I could have a private talk with you."

Nan Zhuren closed the door: "Can't I really have something to report to you?"

"What could you possibly be up to lately? You don't seem to have any visitors coming to you." Weng Pingting chuckled. "Are you looking for my solutions to your problems? You might as well just call Da Hui."

Nan Zhuren shrugged.

Let's get back to the topic.

"What brings Lao Chang here? Is he looking for me? Or is it something related to me?"

Weng Pingting nodded: "I knew you could tell at a glance."

“He came to see you about two things. One is that their Health Commission wants you to give them a lecture, saying that because Jiang Yizhong was a good example, their leaders specifically named you.”

"Secondly, he himself wants to do psychological counseling, probably because of some past experience, and combined with what happened at Jiangyi Middle School this time... Wait, are you spacing out?"

Nan Zhuren's eyes lost focus for a moment.

Qingming Festival was quickly restored.

Before Weng Pingting could get angry at Nan Zhuren for his momentary lapse in concentration, Nan Zhuren nodded and analyzed to himself, "I understand."

“Old Chang does have some special experiences in the past, and the Jiangyi Middle School incident has brought back a lot of emotional memories for him. Although the matter has been resolved satisfactorily, he may experience some cognitive dissonance due to the conflict between the ‘present’ and the ‘past’. In this case, it is good that he took the initiative to seek counseling.”

"As for the matter of going to the National Health Commission to give lectures... that's a bit exaggerated. After all, we're just an outsourced 'expert group.' Doing this project well is our job, and at most, they'll exchange ideas and learn from each other internally. The reaction of inviting us to give lectures is reasonable, but a bit exaggerated, considering we're far from being a top-tier expert..."

Nan Zhuren pursed his lips: "It must be the message I sent from the Public Security Bureau. Director Zhou's attitude towards me was ambiguous before, partly because I graduated from Jiang University—but that's only a minor factor. There's no shortage of Jiang University alumni in Jiangdu's system."

"The main factor should be Director Xia. My two most famous cases were handled personally by Director Xia, and we did have quite a few interactions in public that went beyond a 'normal working relationship.' The leaders of the Health Commission probably wanted to give me a good reputation and build a relationship so that it would be convenient to contact him when needed in the future..."

Weng Pingting slowly lowered her arms, which she had just put on her hips.

She was surprised for a moment, then looked at Nan Zhuren with a rather interested gaze.

The young man's reaction was truly unexpected.

"You reacted quite quickly today. I was originally planning to analyze it with you and then let you go back and consider whether or not to accept it."

It's important to understand that while Nan Zhuren has a history of reliability—that reliability is limited to the field of psychological counseling.

But in essence, he's just a young man who left the ivory tower a little over a year ago.

They have even less experience dealing with people within the system.

To reiterate, the high emotional intelligence of mental health professionals often remains confined to the consultation room; outside of it, their eyes remain clear and bright.

Nan Zhuren is undoubtedly a smart man, and he may understand the logic. However, it is very difficult to change a mindset that has been ingrained for a long time.

Typically, young people like this have difficulty reacting to such social situations and are easily led astray.

They might not wake up in the middle of the night until they're about to go to sleep, suddenly realizing—"So that's what happened during the day!"

But the speed of thinking that Nan Zhuren is currently displaying is like that of a second-generation member who has been influenced by the system since childhood.

In a short period of time, they grasped the right answer from all possibilities.

Swift and accurate, almost instinctive.

Weng Pingting knew that Nan Zhuren could not possibly have a privileged background.

Therefore, there is only one answer.

"You've only interacted with them for a short while, and you've already learned so quickly!" Weng Pingting was genuinely pleased.

Nan Zhuren smiled and steered the conversation back to business: "Sister Pingting, it seems you don't want me to take this?"

Weng Pingting said irritably, "When have you ever listened to my advice? Right now, at most I can help you analyze the situation, and then you can choose for yourself, just like when I'm counseling a client..."

Before she could finish speaking, Nan Zhuren had already smiled.

"I won't take either of those jobs."

"Regarding Lao Chang's psychological counseling, we now have a [dual relationship], which is something we need to avoid discussing."

"As for the invitation from the National Health Commission, I don't actually have much of a personal relationship with Director Xia, so I can't give them what they want; even if I did have a personal relationship with Director Xia, I wouldn't want to use it for this kind of thing."

Nan Zhuren added, "But Lao Chang probably meant well. He doesn't understand professional ethics when it comes to consultations, and he doesn't know about the 'dual relationship,' so it's normal for him to subconsciously want to find someone he knows. As for the invitation from the National Health Commission, he didn't know that I was going to go to Beijing to start my academic career again, and he didn't even think about Director Xia, so he probably sincerely felt that this was a good opportunity for me."

Weng Pingting choked for a moment.

Then, once again, he looked Nan Zhuren up and down.

Half a day later, he slowly exhaled: "You've said everything, good or bad... Won't you reconsider?"

Nan Zhuren smiled and said, "I have thought it over very carefully. I will refuse."

(End of this chapter)