Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 876: 709: Discuss the Facts Later, First List the Po

Capítulo 876: Chapter 709: Discuss the Facts Later, First List the Possibilities_2

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After sharing his own story, the Director with the reddish nose sat back with his arms crossed, as if saying, “That’s as much cooperation as you’re getting.”

But his gaze was fixed solely on Nan Zhubin, as if the large conference room suddenly contained only the two of them.

Faced with such a gaze.

Nan Zhubin calmly diverted his attention, letting his gaze pause equally over the five participants, not one receiving even a second more or less.

“I once again thank everyone for participating in our ‘River of Life’ activity. As I ntioned earlier, the ti given to everyone for reflection was perhaps brief. If anyone wants to deepen their stories or has questions needing imdiate answers—”

Nan Zhubin gestured to the two empty chairs in the center: “—you can co here, and we can have a good chat with the ti available.”

“If not, I must thank the five colleagues for their participation again. Then we can select another five volunteers to experience our ‘River of Life’.”

Everyone in the conference room blinked simultaneously.

Among the five seated around the lectern, aside from the Director with the reddish nose, the other four wore expressions of four parts contemplation and six parts lingering curiosity.

As for the rest of the onlookers in the conference room, they showed four parts lingering curiosity and six parts bafflent.

They suddenly stirred.

Those who drew ‘OH Cards’, while experiencing feelings and narrating their stories, do have so therapeutic sensations—but not many.

For those seated below, it’s more about finding sothing novel, just realizing how a psychological activity is carried out; as for emotional experiences, therapeutic effects, etc., there are almost none.

If anything changed among those seated below, it was that their curiosity was piqued.

This was another one of Nan Zhubin’s phased goals today.

The salon process Nan Zhubin set today was actually quite simple. Whether ‘OH Card’ techniques or group counseling, they are psychological intervention techniques with low requirents for the host.

After the initial warm-up and groundwork, several groups interested in ‘OH Card’ techniques could be screened out from over a hundred people. The ti consud could complete a psychological salon.

—Thus, it’s not surprising that making money from speeches is far easier than from psychological consultations, no wonder so many consultants want to transition.

Of course, Nan Zhubin’s plan was slightly more complex; he aid to select at least one person from the four or five groups for an in-depth psychological consultation demonstration. Statistically, this wasn’t difficult to achieve.

—And there’s always plan B if no one suitable is found.

Fortunately, Nan Zhubin was lucky; in this first group, a suitable candidate erged.

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Just as Nan Zhubin finished speaking.

“Creak—” A sound rang as the reddish-nosed Director abruptly pulled his chair back.

He promptly seated himself in one of the empty chairs in the center, remaining silent, only staring straight at Nan Zhubin.

The conference room, which had just begun to stir, quickly quieted down again.

Nan Zhubin knew it was ti; it was him.

Nan Zhubin maintained a smile: “Director Xing, do you have anything more you would like to share?”

While speaking, Nan Zhubin naturally seated himself opposite the reddish-nosed Director.

The four seated around blinked, involuntarily leaning back slightly, while those sitting below leaned forward eagerly, surprised that a middle-level manager like the reddish-nosed Director would share his story deeply.

—Their interest was imdiately piqued!

“Teacher Nan, how should I say…” The reddish-nosed Director’s face changed only at the corners of his mouth, pulling slightly upward, “…you see, we’re doing a psychological activity here, but I feel there hasn’t been much change in my psychological feelings.”

“So, I’d like to delve deeper into a conversation.”

So employees sitting below inhaled sharply. Anyone with non-negative EQ could discern this was a challenging remark.

As for the reddish-nosed Director’s smile—don’t they know that expressions are the least reliable social signals in the workplace?

Nan Zhubin nodded at the aggressive question: “I understand. You have deeper expectations for your healing. I wonder if this understanding is correct. What extent do you wish to achieve?”

Faced with such ‘feedback’, the reddish-nosed Director chuckled: “Teacher Nan, what do you think?”

“You, as a psychology expert, what issues do you perceive in ? What should I… using your terms, ‘heal’… to what extent?”

Upon hearing this, everyone in psychology sharply furrowed their brows, inhaling sharply.

Sitting in the far back, Shi Chuxin couldn’t help but lean backward; though she was furthest from the reddish-nosed Director, she sought to distance herself spatially from both the remark and its speaker.

Nan Zhubin nodded firmly at the words: “Alright, then let’s start discussing your ‘issues’ then.”

Ah, you’re taking it directly?

The others’ reactions were unknown, but Shi Chuxin’s eyes widened.

anwhile, the rest of the conference room beca even more intrigued. The question from the reddish-nosed Director was utter cluelessness, but few present were experts either.

Many even wanted to pose the sa question to Nan Zhubin.

Thus, they were all intensely curious now, eager to see how Nan Zhubin would ‘analyze’ the reddish-nosed Director.

“Let’s analyze your ‘issues’ starting with the question you posed to .”

The first sentence from Nan Zhubin was sowhat roundabout.

“Whether participating in the ‘River of Life’ segnt or choosing to sit opposite ,” Nan Zhubin gestured, “both indicate a desire for dialogue with people, showing subjective positivity.”

“However, whether during the ‘River of Life’ segnt or now, you seem to prefer being guided by as a consultant instead of actively venting—”

A faint smile erged on Nan Zhubin’s face.

This smile excited certain mbers of the audience.

“I have several possibilities in mind. We can validate them in our upcoming conversation.”

Nan Zhubin held up one finger: “First, your current behavior could be seen as a social power dynamic and boundary testing.

“You use counter-questions to test my responses, thereby vying psychologically for conversational dominance.”

“In this regard, Director Xing seems to be a rather assertive leader.” Nan Zhubin smirked, “Your behavior pattern is effective or even necessary in work. But if it appears in our current conversation, it feels a bit blurry on the boundaries.”

Nan Zhubin sincerely said: “I hope this social style doesn’t erge in your personal life, especially when interacting with family.”

He can really articulate sothing!

The reddish-nosed Director’s expression stiffened, just as he was about to say sothing, when Nan Zhubin already extended a second finger:

“The second possibility is … sowhat divergent.”

Nan Zhubin’s lips curled: “Your earlier statent was a form of testing. And this testing carries a yearning—”

Looking at the reddish-nosed Director, Nan Zhubin said: “You might be troubled in life by feeling misunderstood, hence your desire to be seen, to be analyzed. But for various reasons, you can’t actively drive this process, thus opting for a nuanced plea, or—”

“—an invitation.”