Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 459 - 450: Building Trust

"ng Ting!" Xia Tian’s voice rose, "We were earlier..."

Chief Judge ng raised his weary hand, cutting Xia Tian off.

He then let out a long sigh: "Xiao Xia, you praised your Teacher Nan so much during the day, so why didn’t you bring him to my office for a chat?"

"...?"

Xia Tian blinked.

The crowd had already stopped in their tracks at this point.

Chief Judge ng turned his head towards Nan Zhubin, his gaze moved from bottom to top, then top to bottom.

[Can’t we pull this guy in to do so work for the PR departnt? Such a waste otherwise.]

Thinking this to himself, Chief Judge ng said aloud, "Teacher Nan really did a great job today. If we could resolve problems like this in the future, it would certainly make our work much smoother."

"But—Teacher Nan, are you really capable?"

Not waiting for Xia Tian to reply, Chief Judge ng continued, "I’ve read your news reports, they’re everywhere, talking about Micro-expression Analysis, very eye-catching."

"If this is true, then indeed—impressive."

"But in your previous online incidents, they all involved your forr teachers at school or other acquaintances you have interacted with before. You had very thorough and detailed knowledge about them even before you started working."

"Today’s case involved the family of my client. Xia Tian had also already introduced her situation in advance."

Looking into Nan Zhubin’s eyes, Chief Judge ng said, "Compared to the so-called Micro-expression Analysis, it’s more likely that you collected information beforehand, ford a hypothesis in your mind, and made a guess. In this situation, using so psychology and expression analysis terminology could dismantle your opponent’s psychological defenses. If they really have sothing to hide, they will naturally ntally collapse."

"In other words, your Micro-expression Analysis is likely a ’conversation technique’ that is based on gathering a lot of information beforehand and verifying your hypothesis, rather than actually reading sothing from the other’s face on the spot."

"I’ve also talked with Professor Bai and have so understanding of Micro-expression Analysis. Considering you’re Professor Bai’s student, your performance is more likely to align with my hypothesis."

Implying between the lines, he didn’t believe Nan Zhubin could truly read expressions on the spot.

Combining with Xia Tian’s revelation of Chief Judge ng’s past experiences, it was understandable why he was skeptical.

Even after witnessing Nan Zhubin’s performance live.

Logically speaking, Chief Judge ng’s words weren’t without rit; the thod he described was feasible.

"ng Ting!" Even though Chief Judge ng was talking about Nan Zhubin, Xia Tian felt as if she herself was being attacked and turned red, ready to argue.

Slap—

Nan Zhubin placed a hand on Xia Tian’s shoulder, signaling her to stay calm.

The young woman instantly froze as if caught off guard like a Saiyan who had been grabbed by the tail.

Then, Nan Zhubin looked into Chief Judge ng’s eyes, with a smile on his face.

He saw no doubt or hostility there, rather sothing similar to what he saw in Chonghui or Weng Pinting upon first eting them.

It was a look of inquisitive curiosity.

At this mont, there was no excitent on Nan Zhubin’s face from being doubted, rather he nodded slightly in agreent, seemingly affirming Chief Judge ng’s words.

"So what does ng Ting an?" Nan Zhubin asked.

Chief Judge ng pondered for a mont, "Long-term cooperation requires rigorous research, and my signature ans I bear responsibility too. Therefore—I need to know more about you."

"At the very least, I need to understand your specific capabilities, I need to know how you accomplished today’s feat."

"Moreover, aside from talking directly to you, I also need to communicate with Professor Bai, your forr colleagues, and learn about your reputation in the industry..."

This long list of tasks required a lot of work.

Although a signature indeed represents responsibility, not many people are willing to prepare so thoroughly just for their own signature nowadays.

Yet, Chonghui started smiling upon hearing this, stepping forward to perform his duties, "So ng Ting, shall we schedule another ti?"

This lengthy preparation was precisely for this purpose, to which Chief Judge ng nodded, "Sure."

Regarding company matters, Chonghui had much more decision-making power than Nan Zhubin.

The two then began to discuss the details.

Xia Tian’s face gradually returned to normal throughout this process, realizing that today seed like a futile effort; although she believes in Nan Zhubin, others’ evaluation of him requires a more comprehensive approach.

Especially people in positions like Chief Judge ng.

She let her concern cloud her judgnt.

The embarrassed young woman imdiately began to look around, as if trying to find sothing to do.

"What are you doing?" Nan Zhubin looked on, amused.

"I...I’m looking for that client from earlier, the one with the hat and mask. He’s definitely looking for about sothing...Hey, where did he go?"

Nan Zhubin couldn’t help but laugh. At the sa ti, he looked around and indeed noticed that Nan Zhihao was nowhere to be found.

However, he didn’t pay it much mind, as outside the consulting room, the consultant themselves shouldn’t have too much contact with the visitor.

"Alright, I’ll head out first, we’ll get in touch later."

anwhile, Chief Judge ng and Chonghui also finished discussing the details of the matters at hand.

"Take care." Chonghui was quite courteous.

Chief Judge ng straightened his clothes and descended the courthouse’s long steps.

Behind him ca the cheerful voice of the young woman, hopefully announcing, "Well, since work’s over, let treat you to dinner, Teacher Nan!"

Chief Judge ng couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

As he walked, clients and litigants passed by him, so seemingly recognizing this ticulous leader, hesitated whether to strike up a conversation.

Chief Judge ng, wholly focused, walked all the way to the entrance.

Suddenly, he was stopped.

A petite woman wearing a baseball cap, the brim pressed low, made Chief Judge ng frown and look for a long while.

"Cousin, off work already..." The woman smiled ingratiatingly.

"Oh, it’s you, Afang." Chief Judge ng’s eyebrows relaxed a little, but his brow still slightly furrowed, "I’ve looked at your case, and managed to arrange for as much diation as possible to be handed over to the enforcent bureau, you know that, right?"

"Yes, yes, thank you, cousin..." The woman’s face remained smiling.

Her smile’s curvature didn’t change at all, as if it had beco a habit.

Chief Judge ng nodded, "If there’s any difficulty you’re still facing, you can let know, I’ll personally do my best..."

...

"Teacher Nan, there’s a great beef offal stew place nearby, let’s go... Teacher Nan, Teacher Nan?"

The young woman waved her hand in front of Nan Zhubin’s eyes, releasing a pleasant fragrance of perfu.

Nan Zhubin shifted a step to the right, as if that hand and scent affected his senses.

His eyes were caught by the two people at the courthouse entrance.

"...Sothing’s wrong!"