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Chapter 457 Mo Kai: Senior Brother Nan must have his reasons for doing things...

The summer sunlight is carefully tamed by the blinds, cut into soft and even strips before entering the room, which avoids the scorching direct sunlight from outside while ensuring sufficient brightness inside.

The loyal air conditioner hummed and blew out cold air, cooling down the several counselors who had just come out of the consultation room and whose brains were practically steaming.

Of course, besides the cool air, there are some fun things that can help counselors feel relaxed.

such as--

"Senior brother, today Teacher Bai instructed me to start collecting visitors and schedule you for the shifts."

Not far away, Mo Kai asked Nan Zhuren in a low voice.

The gazes directed in this direction revealed a hint of surprise.

In just one day, the rich second-generation assistant's attitude towards the young consultant has undergone such a dramatic change.
"Senior brother, when exactly do we start, and how many people will be scheduled each day?"

Nan Zhuren looked up without thinking: "The faster the better, fill up as many as you can."

"...?"

Nan Zhuren continued, seemingly oblivious to the situation, "If there are similar situations today, schedule them for any time today. If not, then start scheduling from tomorrow morning..."

The gazes directed in this direction showed a visibly stiffness.

Mo Kai blinked: "Okay, senior brother... and there's one more thing."

“I’ve finished organizing yesterday’s verbatim transcript.” Mo Kai was referring to the conversation between Nan Zhuren and Old Lady Wang yesterday. “Senior Brother Chong asked me to give it to him after I finished it so he could add it to our resource library.”

"But I'm not sure if there's been any oversight, so I was thinking, could you please take a look for me, senior brother..."

Nan Zhuren readily agreed: "No problem."

Mo Kai breathed a sigh of relief.

That's how it is with the first job; when faced with a task, I like to perfect even the smallest details, even though they end up being useless.

Back at his workstation, Mo Kai pulled up a document on his computer and sent it directly to Nan Zhuren.

The verbatim transcripts used during consultations are written using shorthand, and the handwriting is roughly as legible as a doctor's prescription. Therefore, they all need to be organized and converted into electronic transcripts that are generally readable by the average person.

Even so, some wording will be simplified and changed, requiring proofreading.

Pressing the "Send" button, Mo Kai brought up the schedule again and began organizing Nan Zhuren's inquiries.

However, when he got here, he hesitated.

It was at this moment that Huang, the assistant, suddenly leaned in.

The assistant, surnamed Huang, first glanced cautiously in Nan Zhuren's direction and discovered that Nan Zhuren had fallen asleep on the table at some point.

Only then did he feel relieved and quietly asked Mo Kai, "Xiao Mo, you, Da Hui, and Teacher Xiao Nan went to court together yesterday, right?"

Mo Kai nodded: "Yes, what's wrong, Brother Huang?"

"So... what did you all do yesterday?" the assistant surnamed Huang asked.

When the question was asked, the assistant surnamed Huang's gossip reached its peak: "I heard... you guys even got into a knife fight?"

Mo Kai was still young and couldn't keep things to himself: "Who told you that?"

His reaction excited the consulting assistant.

"It's true!"

This wasn't said by the assistant surnamed Huang, but by another consulting assistant who had come up to them, whose eyes gleamed with curiosity no less than that of the assistant surnamed Huang.

"Was it someone Teacher Xiao Nan provoked? I heard Da Hui knocked the other person unconscious with one punch?"

"I heard there was more than one; even the courthouse security didn't realize what was happening?"

"That's amazing! I always thought Da Hui was just strong, but I never imagined he wouldn't back down even when facing someone with a knife!"

Mo Kai opened his mouth, realizing that he had been tricked into revealing information by this group of experienced mental health professionals.

The story involves the visitors, which is definitely something I can't tell these people.

It's not good to let these people keep guessing.

The most urgent task is to bring this topic to a close.

and so--

"Yes, thankfully Senior Brother Chong reacted quickly. He saved Senior Brother Nan and a judge. He's so reliable!" Mo Kai exclaimed.

This is not a lie.

The two gossipy consulting assistants immediately leaned back, revealing a satisfied expression that said, "Just as I expected."
From several nearby workstations, the sounds of people drawing in air conditioning could be heard one after another.

The counselor, surnamed Huang, exclaimed sincerely, "With Da Hui here, the counseling room feels much safer. I won't be afraid of encountering high-risk clients in the future!"

[We should still be a little afraid, otherwise I'm worried that Senior Brother Chong really won't be able to handle it.] Mo Kai thought to himself, but on the surface he just blinked and nodded in agreement with the two assistants surnamed Huang.

After ending one topic, Mo Kai naturally started a new one. Coincidentally, this was also a question that had been puzzling him.

“Brother Huang, I just asked Senior Brother Nan about the shift schedule, and he told me ‘fully booked’…”

Mo Kai hesitated. Theoretically, the term "expelling the Manchus" doesn't really need much explanation.

But young people just starting out in the workplace are at a time when they tend to doubt themselves. At this moment, he thought he had come to a place like a peach factory, with its own set of internal terminology.

Could the so-called "filling" be the same as "its granularity"?

At this point, Mo Kai pursed his lips: "Exactly, is this what I mean by 'anti-Manchu'?"

The assistant surnamed Huang was also taken aback for a moment, and a guess popped into his mind, but he quickly dismissed it with his common sense.

"Perhaps... Teacher Xiao Nan thought he wouldn't get too many clients, so he tried to accept as many as possible," the assistant surnamed Huang said matter-of-factly. "How could any counselor want to fill their entire day with consultations?"

“But Teacher Xiao Nan is worrying too much. He’s the boss’s apprentice, and he’s accomplished, and…” Assistant Huang whispered, “I heard Teacher Xiao Nan has secured a long-term project from the court for us? Is that true?”

"If that's true, everyone would be willing to share some of their visits with Ms. Konan..."

The topic that had been brought up was brought up again, and Mo Kai didn't know how to respond for a moment.

Suddenly, his computer screen flashed, and a file representing Nan Zhuren's image was sent to him.

At the same time, Nan Zhuren's voice came from afar: "Junior brother, I have checked your manuscript word for word and added some missing parts for you."

"Thank you, senior brother," Mo Kai replied subconsciously. When he turned around, he found that the gossipy people, including the assistant surnamed Huang, had already scattered like birds.

Shrugging, Mo Kai opened the document sent by Nan Zhuren.

If he remembered correctly, the beginning of his memorization went something like this—

Wang Xiufen: Leader.

Nan Zhuren: Your name is Wang Xiufen, right?
Wang Xiufen: Yes.

Nan Zhuren: Your son's name is Li Wei, right?
Wang Xiufen: Yes.

Wang Xiufen: Leader, my son is raising his parents and children, it's not easy for him, and we can't afford 30,000 yuan.

It's simply a verbatim transcript of the conversation. However, to maintain as much completeness as possible, some content will be appropriately abridged.

Dry.

However, without recording, Mo Kai's verbatim transcript was quite complete.

And at this moment——

[(The visitor, Wang Xiufen, has static lines resembling angry eyebrows. She has a high degree of emotional performance and faked crying for more than three minutes before the conversation.)
Wang Xiufen (bewildered): Leader...

Counselor: Aunt Wang. Your name is 'Wang Xiufen', right?
Wang Xiufen (bewildered): Yes...

Counselor: Okay, Li Wei is your son?

Wang Xiufen: Yes...

Wang Xiufen (in a pre-existing emotional performance): Leader, my son Awei is a good boy. He did this to support us in our old age and our children in their youth. And he was injured too. We really can't afford 30,000 yuan...

Mo Kai blinked.

No, senior, is this some kind of stage play script you wrote?

How can so many embellishments be added to a verbatim manuscript? Won't adding so many subjective elements interfere with the reliability and validity of the verbatim manuscript as a reference?

"Senior Brother Nan..." Mo Kai shouted subconsciously.

Then he realized that what was written in the document seemed to be a one-to-one replica of yesterday's conversation.

In other words, after taking a nap, Brother Nan recalled and wrote down every single word that the old lady had said the day before.

This……

"What's wrong?" Nan Zhuren looked up after hearing Mo Kai's call.

"...Well, um." Mo Kai thought for a moment and changed the subject, "Senior brother, you said tomorrow's consultations are 'fully booked,' how many exactly? Is there a limit?"

“Fully booked” Nan Zhuren said matter-of-factly. “From 8 a.m. to 12 p.m. and from 2 p.m. to 6 p.m., a total of eight hours, I can handle eight consultations.”

"All seats are filled."

Mo Kai lowered his head: "...I understand."

　Tomorrow is final exam day, so I can only update once. Panda needs to go study...

　　Damn it, I've already submitted my final paper, why do I still have to take the exam?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)