CHAPTER 406: CHAPTER 399: THE CASE THAT HAS ALWAYS BEEN THERE

Nan Zhubin looked at Weng Pinting’s expression and made an apologetic face:

"So whether it’s for a consultation or a class, Sister Pingting, you might need to find someone else to replace me."

For some reason, Weng Pinting momentarily felt like a child finally growing up.

—It’s not easy; this young man in front of her finally listened for once!

This was the first time Weng Pinting and Nan Zhubin reached an agreement on such a matter!

Weng Pinting, relying on her exceptional professionalism, used great effort to keep her expression steady.

However, given Nan Zhubin’s ability, he could still see the obvious excitement on his senior sister’s face.

He simply smiled.

After barely calming herself, Weng Pinting thought for a moment and asked, "Who do you think is suitable to take your place?"

To this, Nan Zhubin had already thought it through beforehand.

...

Chang Ming’s expression was a bit conflicted.

He looked at Nan Zhubin and Weng Pinting in front of him.

And a third person.

This person’s chin was slightly higher than others, which made them appear very confident.

On this slightly higher chin, there was a strikingly handsome, full beard.

Weng Pinting introduced to Chang Ming, "This is Teacher Hu Zhongming, a graduate of Nandu Normal University. Entered the field ten years ago, a national level-two psychological consultant, proficient in behaviorism therapy, positive behavior support, and systematic intervention among other core consultation techniques. Especially good at addressing adolescent academic pressure, emotional distress, behavioral issues, and home-school communication conflicts."

Nan Zhubin added, "Previously, in the professor case at Jiang University, Teacher Hu was the assistant who worked on the case with me."

Weng Pinting continued, "Teacher Hu is also one of the few senior consultants at our consultation center, often invited to provide training courses for enterprises and universities besides psychological consultation."

Nan Zhubin further supplemented, "He had previously gone with me to give lectures at Jiang University."

Teacher Hu smiled and extended his hand to Chang Ming, "Hello, Director Chang."

Chang Ming’s expression management was no less than any psychological professional. He extended his hand without showing much regretful expression, "Hello, Teacher Hu, I’ve heard much about you."

The remark was polite, but it wasn’t entirely formal.

Teacher Hu has been deeply rooted in Jiangdu for so many years, and he indeed has a certain reputation, having taken on relevant government projects in the past as a senior consultant.

Now when Chang Ming tried hard to recall, he vaguely seemed to remember seeing a similar handsome full beard on some occasion.

After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Nan Zhubin took the initiative to explain, "The cases I currently have on hand are very important, and I’ll be going to Beidu in a while. Moreover, I’m just in my early twenties, so claiming to teach at the Health Commission is too exaggerated..."

Chang Ming suddenly realized, nodding with regret to express his understanding.

Teacher Hu was radiant, without any intention of considering himself as a plan B. He was in a critical career transition period and needed to boost his speaking resume achievements. Unexpectedly, such a big opportunity fell from the sky.

He was too happy to care and had no room for unnecessary thoughts.

He looked at Nan Zhubin beside him, and his gaze gradually grew fervent.

Nan Zhubin blinked, as if in a daze, he saw Chonghui who had just left not long ago.

At the same time, Nan Zhubin let out a sigh of relief in his heart.

By pushing this task, the opposite party to contact became Weng Pinting and the Psychological Consultation Center she belonged to.

This was actually the normal process.

After all, the project was initially contracted to Weng Pinting.

If he had taken on these two tasks, he not only would have to be indebted to the people behind Chang Ming but also owe Weng Pinting a favor. Because it would be as if he was taking away part of the connections that rightfully belonged to Weng Pinting and bringing them under his own influence.

This way is for the best.

Even Teacher Hu could benefit from it.

Before leaving the office, Nan Zhubin heard Hu and Chang still exchanging pleasantries.

"Teacher Hu, where are you from, and why did you think of working in Jiangdu?"

"Ah, I’m from Jiangdu."

"So why did you go to Nandu for school?"

"Director Chang, that’s a good question. If you can’t go to Jiang University while studying in Jiang Province, you’d have to go somewhere else..."

A classic local joke made Nan Zhubin hold back his laughter.

Outside the door, an assistant, seeing Nan Zhubin come out, hurriedly said, "Teacher Nan, your visitor just called to confirm the time and said they’re already on their way."

Nan Zhubin nodded, "I’ll go prepare in the consultation room first."

...

Squeak—

No, the door of Weng Pinting’s Psychological Consultation Center was newly installed, it wouldn’t make such a heavy noise.

The faint sound of the lock engaging could be heard, accompanied by a barely noticeable breeze as the visitor entered the consultation room.

At present, after completing the Jiang Yizhong project, there was only one visitor left for Nan Zhubin.

Nan Zhubin looked up at the thin man before him. A bracelet made of several small wooden blocks was tied to the man’s left wrist, and his palm was stained with several dark-colored, hard-to-clean splotches of paint.

Seeing Nan Zhubin’s gaze, he instinctively tugged at the corner of his mouth, and rubbed the small wooden bracelet with his right hand, but then stopped the next second.

Nan Zhubin smiled at the visitor, "Long time no see, Teacher Li."

"Long time no see, Teacher Nan," Li Minglu replied.

Then exhaled deeply, leaned his back against the sofa.

Li Minglu, the young painter who had nearly fallen victim to Lin Lulin.

The only case in Nan Zhubin’s hands.

Possibly due to the special nature of his personal factors, or the particularity of [depression], he has yet to complete the [case filing].

Nan Zhubin also maintained a weekly frequency of giving him consultation interventions.

Although complete recovery has not been achieved so far, in every session, Nan Zhubin could indeed feel that Li Minglu’s condition was improving.

Perhaps a lot, perhaps a little, but Li Minglu was indeed getting better.

"Since our last consultation, it’s been exactly a week, and our consultations have always been scheduled very regularly," Nan Zhubin began customarily.

Li Minglu routinely declined, "Thank you, Teacher Nan, for accommodating my time. I heard that Teacher Nan has been very busy lately, and being able to make time for my consultations in such circumstances..."

Nan Zhubin gave a backhanded [Positive Attention], "That’s my job. On the contrary, being able to have such regular consultations every time indicates that you are quite proactive about improving your situation and have accumulated significant internal strength."

Before the topic could fall into the push-and-pull again, Nan Zhubin stopped in time and then went deeper.

"Last time you talked to me about recent changes in your life, and your corresponding feelings."

"In the past week, has anything new happened?"