Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?! Chapter 889: 715: EAP Cases in the Company (Part 2)

Capítulo 889: Chapter 715: EAP Cases in the Company (Part 2)

“Hmm.” Chen Lizhou nodded.

Luckily, the man with the short haircut quickly found a direction for the conversation again: “Speaking of which, Brother Chen…you know Director Xing, right? The one who cried his eyes out after being hypnotized yesterday.”

“I’ve heard he’s beco quite popular in the R&D departnt all of a sudden, and all the other departnts are envious—they wish they had a boss like that, soone who really wants to protect his subordinates!”

“It’s just our departnt doesn’t think it’s anything special, since Brother Chen, you’ve always been incredibly good to us.”

“Oh, speaking of the recent projects…”

It was as if the roles were reversed; inside the elevator, Chen Lizhou kept smiling while the other person kept chatting away.

This situation persisted until Chen Lizhou left the elevator and returned to his office, finally isolating himself from the chatter.

He took off his coat and hung it on the back of the chair. Out of habit, Chen Lizhou pulled a ballpoint pen from the pen holder beside him and started the chanical motion of unscrewing the pen cap and then putting it back on repeatedly.

He began to daydream.

After a while, he got up and went to the water dispenser to pour himself a glass of water, then sat back down.

Continuing to daydream.

The computer screen in front slowly lit up as it booted, and all office software automatically logged in.

Chen Lizhou was still daydreaming, showing no intention to start working.

Suddenly—

With a “ding-dong,” the email notification sounded.

It was not the company email but Chen Lizhou’s personal email.

Instinctively, Chen Lizhou opened it.

[Hello Mr. Chen, I am Teacher Su’s student]

This subject caught his eye, causing his already daydreaming mind to wander even further.

His wife’s student?

His wife is a primary school teacher. The first two batches of students she taught are also at working age now…

He didn’t open the email but allowed his thoughts to expand, his gaze transferring from the computer screen following the power cords, then extending to the computer tower.

After a while.

Knock, knock, knock—

There was a knocking sound at the door.

No response.

Knock, knock, knock—

“Brother Chen, are you inside?”

Still no response.

The person outside didn’t wait any longer. Accompanied by a “click,” the man with the short haircut directly twisted the door open and entered, looking sowhat anxious.

But upon seeing the situation inside the office, his expression turned to astonishnt.

“Brother Chen, what are you doing?”

The previous knocking hadn’t disturbed Chen Lizhou, but this call finally forced him to pay attention.

He looked down, as if waking from a trance, at the parts in his hands. In front of him, the computer monitor and tower case had been completely dismantled, neatly arranged on the floor.

Motherboard, RAM sticks, graphics card, hard drive, cooling fan…

And that wasn’t enough. Currently, Chen Lizhou was clutching the power strip, which he was halfway through disassembling.

“Brother Chen…is your computer broken?” The man with the short haircut hesitated, “Should I call soone to help you fix it?”

“No.” Chen Lizhou replied, “I’m just curious.”

“Curious?” The man with the short haircut echoed.

“Yes, curious about its internal structure. I’ve never looked closely at it before.”

This remark left the man with the short haircut temporarily at a loss for words.

As he spoke, Chen Lizhou maintained a squatting posture, making the man with the short haircut feel embarrassed to sit.

Luckily, Chen Lizhou soon stood up, casually wiping his shirt twice: “Why did you suddenly co looking for ?”

The man with the short haircut asked strangely: “I an…didn’t you tell to co find you?”

Chen Lizhou was taken aback.

The man with the short haircut reminded him: “You said yesterday afternoon to co see you this morning, that there was work-related stuff.”

“Has sothing changed with the recent projects?”

Chen Lizhou thought for a mont and nodded.

He walked to his desk and started sifting through the ssy items, finally finding his target after a while.

It was a list previously given to him by Shi Chuxin.

Instinctively, he picked up the ballpoint pen again, unscrewed the cap, and pressed it back on.

Click—click—

Click—click—

Chen Lizhou said: “Certainly, it’s a project issue, requiring your cooperation.”

—————–

Nan Zhubin took a deep breath, glanced around, and nodded in satisfaction.

With the company’s cooperation, the consulting room had now been renovated to his liking.

Although it couldn’t compare to Bai Qinghua’s place, it at least reached the standard of a typical university’s psychological consultation room.

The decoration, lighting, soundproofing, and even the greenery in the corners all contributed to imdiately providing a comfortable sensory experience for the visitor.

Nan Zhubin’s salon ended yesterday morning, followed by imdiate phone calls for appointnts.

Following the 24-hour appointnt standard, today’s first visitor was about to arrive.

Nan Zhubin had already prepared himself.

Although the scale data could roughly reflect the psychological status of company employees, he was genuinely curious—what exactly was causing these employees’ psychological problems?

Why are they anxious? Why are they depressed? Why are they experiencing adaptation difficulties? Where do family conflicts mostly arise?

Knock, knock, knock—

Soon, the consulting room door was knocked for the first ti today.

“Co in.”

Nan Zhubin called out.

The visitor, a man, hunched over and appeared about thirty years old.

His suit was relatively neat, but his skin condition was poor, his physique carried pronounced fatigue-weight, and his eyes were like a web of spider-like bloodshot.

“Hello, please sit.” Nan Zhubin was the first to gesture.

“Hello Teacher Nan.” The visitor smiled politely, “I was at your salon yesterday morning too, but I didn’t talk to you at that ti, don’t know if you rember…”

Nan Zhubin actually rembered.

“If I recall correctly, you should have been sitting in the middle left of the conference room, about the 5th row? You had a colleague with black-frad glasses next to you, with short hair…”

The visitor originally just wanted so small talk, never expecting Nan Zhubin to rember.

It was a little unnerving that Nan Zhubin actually did rember.

The visitor’s eyes widened, then relaxed like he had let out a breath: “Amazing, Teacher Nan…”

Nan Zhubin smiled.

“I thought Teacher Nan you’d be very busy today, so to save ti, I’ll just directly state my issue.”

The visitor clasped his hands together, his knuckles slightly white: “I’ve…held it in for a long ti.”

“Because this is my…family matter, I don’t want to talk too much to colleagues, always feeling that it’s just…not quite right. Yeah, I haven’t talked to anyone else.”

He seed to be gathering strength.

Nan Zhubin nodded to show understanding, then prompted: “So what’s the general issue?”

The visitor took a deep breath: “I’m doing backend developnt at the company. Recently the company has been rushing to get a core project online, so everyone has to work overti. I leave ho every day before seven in the morning and can’t get ho until after ten at night…”

“Aside from the long work hours, there’s commuting. You know it, Teacher Nan, the traffic conditions in Beidu, I spend so much ti on my daily commutes…”

The visitor tugged the corner of his mouth.

Nan Zhubin responded with a cooperative smile.

“In short, I wake up very early, and when I get ho, it’s already late. Actually, I can’t rest even when I get ho, sotis I have to stay up until around one in the morning.”

“Every day at the company, it’s code debugging, bug fixing, plus accommodating various demands from product and testing…” The visitor began to complain incessantly, venting his emotions.

It seed likely that it was a work pressure issue?

After the visitor voiced a long series of remarks, Nan Zhubin found a window: “Well, the developnt job tends to be quite stressful. I can hear that your workload has been very heavy recently, seems like there’s a lot of resentnt, repression, and fatigue.”

Nan Zhubin routinely gave an [Empathy]: “Sounds really tough.”

The visitor sighed deeply: “Yeah, very tough.”

“But…Teacher Nan, do you know what’s even tougher?”

Nan Zhubin raised his eyebrows, leaning forward in a probing posture.

The visitor didn’t actually expect Nan Zhubin to answer. He had asked a rhetorical question.

He imdiately answered himself: “What’s tougher is…I can’t even relax at ho.”

“Sotis, I feel…ho is even more exhausting than the company.”

The visitor gave a bitter smile: “I have a wife and a child. I often have to bring them supper when I get ho at night.”

“But Teacher Nan, can you imagine? I…sotis deliberately choose those places that take especially long to prepare, those where the wait is particularly long.”

“Just so…” The visitor took a deep breath, “I can co ho a bit later.”