Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 440: 433: This Isn't a Manufactured Plot, Reality Is

Chapter 440: Chapter 433: This Isn’t a Manufactured Plot, Reality Is Really Like This

Chonghui skillfully pulled out a folder from his workstation.

He first casually said to Nan Zhubin’s new assistant: “Xiao Kai, this is the new senior brother I ntioned. You’ll be his assistant from now on.”

Then Chonghui handed the folder to Nan Zhubin: “This kid is quite proactive. Among this year’s undergraduates, the teacher only guided him for his thesis. But… wait, you two know each other?”

As the senior brother among the students, Chonghui occasionally acted as the “head” in the research group, and he was about to introduce the two.

But his professional observation skills led him to notice that these two seed to have t before.

Looks like a formal introduction wasn’t really needed?

Nan Zhubin chuckled as he took the folder from Chonghui, nodding, “Coincidentally, we were seated next to each other on the plane.”

There was even a little incident at that ti, what was it again?

“So Xiao Kai just got back yesterday and ca to work today. Pretty diligent.” Chonghui remarked.

“Alright, I’ll go prepare for my consultation today.”

With that, Chonghui subtly left, leaving the space for the two of them.

Nan Zhubin opened the folder Chonghui handed over, which contained the resu of the assistant in front of him. The first line read: [Na: Mo Kai].

To be honest, this undergraduate junior was quite good-looking. The teacher likely had a beauty standard for accepting students.

But ultimately, it depends on who you’re comparing to.

Nan Zhubin looked up at Mo Kai and said, “Shall we get to know each other first?”

“— No need to tell where you’re from, I know you’re from Beijing.”

As expected, Mo Kai’s face turned sour upon hearing this.

Though his expression was unpleasant, it didn’t reveal any sense of [Fear].

It stayed within the realm of [a bit troubleso] kind of psychological activity.

He seed quite composed.

Nan Zhubin quickly observed his assistant. Aside from his proper appearance, his attire was put together with considerable thought.

Although Nan Zhubin wasn’t particularly knowledgeable in this area, he sensed that a single piece of clothing from Mo Kai might cost as much as his entire outfit— not to ntion the shoes and even the watch Mo Kai wore, whose value was hard to estimate.

“Studying Applied Psychology in undergrad, huh? Why take on an assistant role during the sumr? Required internship from school or just trying it out?”

The question was posed casually, but felt like a job interview inquiry.

The assistant replied succinctly: “Trying it out to see if I’m suitable for this field.”

Though his face was gloomy, his response was by the book.

Nan Zhubin couldn’t help recalling a high school senior he once guided in Jiangdu, who was lost about the future. His advice was also to gain more experience and find one’s own path.

With this in mind, Nan Zhubin nodded to signal his assistant to start working.

Nan Zhubin had no ulterior motives, nor did he wish to spend ti explaining.

They’d gradually get to know each other with ti, understanding each other’s personalities better.

Learning the ropes of the new work environnt was paramount, as it was only Nan Zhubin’s second ti here.

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Friends who frequently cause trouble know well that when you think you’ve done sothing wrong that might bring punishnt, the scariest part isn’t the supposed “punishnt.”

It’s the process of waiting for the so-called “punishnt.”

Mo Kai glanced at the calm side profile of Nan Zhubin sitting down.

Though that side profile was extrely appealing, Mo Kai inexplicably envisioned artwork with similarly striking yet expressionless profiles, exuding intense pressure.

Like a certain Keanu Reeves whose car was stolen and dog killed.

“Brother Huang, what’s the deal with… Teacher Nan?”

Mo Kai asked another consultation assistant nearby.

Although Mo Kai had only arrived an hour or so earlier than Nan Zhubin, he had already made close acquaintances with other consultation assistants.

Coincidentally, Nan Zhubin had beco the hot topic within the company the past couple of days, with assistants and other consultants already engaged in extensive discussions about him.

“Heard the boss brought him back from Jiangdu, and he just started at the company yesterday.”

Mo Kai followed up: “How competent is he, is he good at consults?”

The assistant exhibited an odd expression: “He took one consultation yesterday, but couldn’t handle it.”

Upon hearing this, Mo Kai’s expression relaxed slightly, feeling less pressured by Nan Zhubin’s presence.

Could he be a mascot with that face, resu, and ability?

“However, the consultation yesterday was just taking the bla— it’s normal not to handle it.” The assistant with the surna Huang added, “This Teacher Nan has a pretty strong personality, even argued with Old Liu— our supervisor— about it.”

Mo Kai took a deep breath upon hearing this.

At that mont.

A consultant nearby suddenly popped their head out: “Xiao Huang, hasn’t the boss co out yet?”

When work was involved, the Huang assistant instantly gathered himself, fixing his expression.

He pointed towards the boss’s office: “The boss is still chatting with Old Liu… It’s rare for the boss to co to the company today, and to co so early…”

The consultant frowned: “Stepping in for his apprentice? Although it’s indeed Old Liu’s lateness issue… But I need to discuss sothing serious with them now.”

The Huang assistant showed a troubled expression upon hearing this.

After the consultant turned away, Mo Kai curiously asked: “What’s the matter, Brother Huang, mind telling?”

As soone was just complaining, and since it wasn’t a confidential affair, the assistant quickly replied: “Around eight in the morning, a visitor suddenly used the online contact to ask for our address, saying they wanted to consult.”

“Later, she told us… ‘Alright, I’ll head over and arrive by ten.’ When I tried contacting her again, there was no response.”

Mo Kai blinked, incredulously saying: “It’s almost half-past nine now! And… aren’t psychological consultations supposed to be booked at least 24 hours in advance?”

The Huang assistant gave Mo Kai a classic look that one gives students.

Regulations are summaries of so real-world situations, but reality doesn’t adhere strictly to prescribed standards.

Although Bai Qinghua’s company is undoubtedly legitimate, there are occasional situations where visitors launch sudden attacks.

Situations like today’s aren’t unprecedented.

“In such cases, do you arrange a consultant right away?” Mo Kai asked.

“Impossible! Not only is availability uncertain, but it’s also up to the consultant’s willingness.” The Huang assistant exaggerated, “The reason Teacher Zhang just approached was to report to Old Liu, intending not to take this consultation to avoid unclear repercussions later.”

“So, you don’t plan to take this consultation?”

“Yeah, of course not… Hmm?”

The Huang assistant blinked as the person speaking wasn’t Mo Kai.