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

Chapter 522 Life is always full of surprises
The company is a bit restless today.

There were hardly any consultants in the office area, only consulting assistants rushing around. Everyone had a thin layer of sweat on their foreheads, and their clothes were visibly soaked with sweat.

They came in a few short bursts from one place, hurriedly sat down at their workstations, quickly typed a few words on the keyboard and clicked a few times with the mouse, and then hurriedly left again, hardly sitting in their chairs for more than ten minutes.

Intense sunlight streamed through the windows, slowly baking the ground. The high temperature finally invaded this space, bringing with it a restless atmosphere.

There is only one reason for all of this—

The air conditioner in the office area is broken.

For the high-rise office areas in the sweltering summer of Taipei, it's practically hell.

The receptionist immediately reported the situation to the property management. After receiving the reply that "the morning was busy and we could only send someone to repair it in the afternoon," she gave everyone in the office area a pitying look, and then hurriedly walked back to her reception work area in her high heels.

The air conditioner there wasn't broken.

All that was left were the colleagues in the consulting positions, sighing and complaining.

Consulting supervisor Liu Jiahang learned of the situation immediately and considered it a minor issue.

But small problems also need to be solved, so after giving a series of encouraging remarks in the office area, such as "Let's overcome the difficulties," "There are still consultations today," and "It's all for the visitors," he hurriedly returned to his supervisor's office.

The air conditioning there wasn't broken either.

Only the employees were left, gritting their teeth and sighing.

Fortunately, Bai Qinghua, the boss who rarely comes to the company, actually showed up today.

After learning what had happened, he waved his hand and said, "The air conditioning in the office area is broken, but the consultation rooms are still working fine, aren't they? Everyone, check the consultation room usage this morning and go work in the empty consultation rooms. We should make use of all that space. If all else fails, go to the reception area; you can chat with the family members who came with you and solidify your relationship with the clients."

"The air conditioner repairman will be here this afternoon. Hang in there, everyone. I'll treat you all to cold drinks!"

After ordering takeout on his phone, Bai Qinghua turned around and went back to his boss's office, where the air conditioner was still working.

The counselors and assistants behind him cheered quietly for a moment, then quickly got to work.

The assistants' main tasks are to contact visitors and connect with people who have contacted them from the online platform and who are interested in consulting. These tasks can also be done with mobile phones and tablets. If there is any oversight, they can simply go back to their workstations and check the relevant information.

Needless to say, the consultants, who don't have to work regular hours, simply flock to the coffee shop downstairs from the company, only coming up temporarily when they need a consultation.

The whole company was quiet for a moment, as if it were on holiday.

At this moment, only Nan Zhuren was usually sitting in the office area, because the data he was processing had to be stored on the company's computer. However, whether it was because his mind was calm or for some other reason, he seemed quite peaceful.

After a series of high-frequency crackling sounds, Nan Zhuren let out a long breath and then turned on his phone.

Open the chat box labeled "Summer".

[Nan Zhuren: I have checked the evidence materials to be submitted, and there is nothing that needs to be modified or supplemented.]

The girl on the other end replied instantly.

[Summer: Received, thank you for your hard work, Teacher Nan~]

[Summer: No supplementary materials either? (Confused.jpg)] [Nan Zhuren: Yes, the client hasn't contacted me, and I can't bring it up myself. Have you inquired about it these past two days?]

[Summer: I asked him, but his feedback wasn't very good. He said he'd think about it...]

[Nan Zhuren: ...Well, that's the only way then. If the client doesn't agree to provide complete consultation records, I still have to consider confidentiality, so the consultation materials I can provide are limited. However, he should have agreed to provide consultation records and consultation times—things that can prove he's been receiving long-term consultations—which should be helpful, right?]

Summer: Yes, we do have that.

[Summer: Teacher Nan, wait a minute, let me think about it...]

[Nan Zhuren: (Nodding.jpg)]

There was no reply from the other end.

While waiting, Nan Zhuren retrieved the consultation files of other visitors, just as she was about to take a look—

"Teacher Nan, the cold drinks the boss ordered have arrived!"

Looking up, I saw a student working part-time at the front desk who had come today, struggling to carry a large bag of things.

Whether it was because the office area was too hot or something else, her face and ears were red, and her forehead was slightly damp: "The boss bought all very expensive brands. Let me bring them over for you to choose from. Hurry up and pick one!"

Upon hearing this, Nan Zhuren stood up and first helped put a large bag of things on the table, freeing the other person's arms, which were trembling slightly from carrying heavy objects. Then, he deliberately spent two or three breaths examining the contents of the bag to satisfy the other person's expectation of "letting him choose first."

He then grabbed a basic iced Americano and politely smiled at the student receptionist, saying, "Thank you, you should go back now, it's too hot here."

The dizzy student receptionist took a bag of iced drinks and distributed them to other colleagues, then returned to her seat with a flushed face and enjoyed the air conditioning for a long time.

Then, still a little dazed, he said to the full-time receptionist next to him, "Teacher Nan looks even more handsome when he's working hard."

"Really?" The full-time receptionist was eager to try it.

The student receptionist nodded: "And he was wearing a fitted white T-shirt today, with defined lines on his forearms and arms, and a little bit of sweat... oh my god!"

A low scream rang out.

The full-time receptionist was a little puzzled: "Teacher Nan probably doesn't have a habit of exercising, right? Although his body proportions are already very good..."

The student receptionist had her own opinion: "It's precisely this kind of slender muscle that's great! If you go to the gym and accidentally end up looking like Schwarzenegger, that would be worse!"

Chonghui, who happened to be passing by the front desk, paused slightly.

He chuckled softly and walked straight to Bai Qinghua's office, emerging in less than five minutes, presumably to report on recent consultations or the lab's progress.

Then Chonghui went to the tea room, looked around to make sure everyone was in the consultation room, and then took out his phone, dialed a number, and whispered:

"Hey, senior sister? The teacher's been lately..."

After quickly saying a few words and answering a few questions from Weng Pingting on the other end of the phone, Chonghui put down his phone, but suddenly felt a gaze coming from behind him.

He turned around and saw Nan Zhuren.

(End of this chapter)