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163: Chapter 161 My Favorite Thing to Say to Self-righteous People is—No 163: Chapter 161 My Favorite Thing to Say to Self-righteous People is—No Howard quite likes Nan Zhubin.

It is for this reason that he harbors a significant desire for control over Nan Zhubin.

Of course, this liking is not the sa as the kind Lu Jia has;

and the desire for control is not the kind that could be seen as oppressive.

Howard’s feelings for Nan Zhubin are those of a superior for a subordinate, that kind of liking, that kind of control.

After all, what boss doesn’t like a subordinate who can make money for them?

Moreover, besides being good at making money, Nan Zhubin is also very young.

This is important.

Howard feels that Nan Zhubin is very much like his younger self.

Young and promising, and handso—handso in a very striking way.

Of course, objectively speaking, Howard thinks he might have been slightly less attractive than Nan Zhubin when he was younger.

But,

n are like fine wine, the older the better.

Howard considers himself to be a dashing older gentleman.

This is not only his subjective feeling but is also supported by objective evidence.

When Howard was young, the eyes, expressions, and behaviors of those around him all praised his excellent physical qualities.

And as he aged, Howard’s looks did not diminish; instead, they settled along with his temperant.

More and more people, both won and n, began to be attracted to him, with ages ranging from teenagers to middle-aged won.

Of course, part of this attraction might also be due to his wealth.

Howard is very wealthy.

He belongs to those who caught the tide of the tis and made his first pot of gold.

He knows that when a person is only “rich” or just “charming,” the appeal is quite limited.

But when he is a handso older man who is also very rich, things beco interesting.

Weng Pinting was drawn to Howard under these circumstances.

To a woman with career aspirations, first use appearance to catch her attention, then offer money and promise to create a platform where she can realize her dreams.

What followed was logical.

Of course, Howard did not spend money for nothing; he also wants to do business.

After all, the trend that once made him money has passed, and one can’t just rest on their laurels.

In a way, he and Weng Pinting are mutually beneficial.

But as they interacted, he found that a woman like Weng Pinting, who combined “good looks,” “high education,” and “strong ability,” was really different from the won he had interacted with before.

In the company, when professional issues were involved, she really didn’t give him any face.

Clearly, he is the boss, yet he doesn’t have the authority a company leader should possess.

Howard is a very patient person, but he also has a strong desire for control.

Without earning money, emotional value was unfulfilled, and the company, subordinates, and partner all showed signs of slipping from his grasp.

Everything that happened afterward was also logical.

Fortunately—everything has returned now.

Emotional value was restored, and profits would soon start rolling in.

Even though Weng Pinting was angry, a woman whose dreams were frustrated could be pacified later.

Everything was changing for the better, and at the thought of this, Howard couldn’t help but hum softly.

It was at this mont that Howard ran into Nan Zhubin.

…

“Oh, Xiao Nan!”

That face, capable of holding up an entire company, imdiately caught Howard’s full attention.

Nan Zhubin paused for a mont, nodded at Howard, and greeted, “Boss.”

As ntioned before, Howard really likes Nan Zhubin.

At that mont, when Nan Zhubin greeted him, his face was expressionless—but that was okay, it happened to stir Howard’s desire for control.

[Young people fresh out of school, having so ambition is a good thing, but when they co out to work—isn’t it all for money?]

Howard felt he had grasped the lifeblood of everyone in the company.

[This face, as long as it’s grood well, could easily beco a star consultant, then money will go rolling in.]

Howard looked at Nan Zhubin, becoming more satisfied the more he looked.

[I’m good friends with his teacher and took him in when he needed it most.

Oh dear, looking at it this way, isn’t he in the palm of my hand?]

Howard couldn’t help but nod repeatedly in his mind.

To take soone who is so much like his younger self, and even more exceptional, into his fold, mold him into a figure he is satisfied with—while keeping him firmly within his control.

What could excite a boss more than this?

[This is the feeling of starting a business, this is the feeling of being a boss—all this, it has all co back!]

“Xiao Nan.” Howard bead, “How have you been recently?”

“You didn’t see the ssage I just sent to the group?

I didn’t see your reply.”

This seed like a question, but in reality, it was a reminder.

At the sa ti, it also served as a test of workplace compliance.

Howard knew that Nan Zhubin was also one of those with ambitions, which one could tell from his usual selection of clients for Psychological Consultation.

He had seen many such people, knowing that once they’ve gone through the trials of society, money, and other real-world factors, they would eventually change.

Howard was full of confidence in this, and now was the first step.

He looked at Nan Zhubin with a smiling face, waiting for him to reply with so kind of social nicety like “Sorry, boss,” or “Got it, boss.”

After toiling in society for so many years, he considered himself very knowledgeable about human nature.

Even more so than most people in this psychological consulting company.

…

Nan Zhubin glanced at Howard.

That face’s expression information nearly poured out towards him.

Psychology is the science of studying people, but the more Nan Zhubin delved into psychology, the less he dared to claim he understood “people.”

But fortunately, he had Micro-expression Analysis, which allowed him to understand Howard.

He now clearly knew what Howard wanted.

So, Nan Zhubin indeed showed an apologetic smile.

“Sorry, boss, I left my work phone at ho today, so I couldn’t respond.”

But there was more he wanted to say.

“There’s nothing much going on recently, which is a rare opportunity, so I thought I’d take this chance to consult with Sister Pingting on so of my cases.”

“If there’s nothing else, boss, I’ll head to her office first.”

By the ti he was halfway through his sentence, Nan Zhubin had already lifted his foot.

By the ti he finished speaking, his body had completely brushed past Howard.

Leaving the boss standing there, mouth agape, montarily forgetting what he was going to say.

…

“I’m surprised you ca to see .”

Weng Pinting looked at the young consultant in front of her.

Although she always thought he was pleasing to the eye, this ti she felt she saw sothing else.

Sothing better.

Nan Zhubin also smiled, slightly dropping his social facade.

“Sister Pingting, there are so things I’d like to discuss with you.”