CHAPTER 418: CHAPTER 411: COOPERATION

Under what circumstances does a person show a "relieved" expression?

After being tormented by a problem for a long time, finally seeing hope in solving the problem.

You can also feel relieved when you see someone to pass the buck to after being tormented by a problem for a long time.

In a sense, there’s no difference between the two.

Nan Zhubin, recalling the timing when the front desk girl with a bun revealed this expression, speculated in his heart: [The company has encountered some trouble, and this trouble can be handed over to Chonghui to handle.]

At this moment, Chonghui was not yet aware that he was about to have some work to do.

He saw the front desk girl’s gaze fixated on Nan Zhubin and even revealed a slight smugness, introducing him: "This is the new disciple taken by the teacher, and he will also be doing consultations at our company for a while."

"Ah, the boss’s disciple?" The front desk girl with a bun was stunned, suddenly realizing an important attribute of Nan Zhubin besides his charm.

Then she gave Chonghui a meaningful look.

"Hello, my name is Nan Zhubin."

Nan Zhubin gave a standard social smile.

Then he became concerned about the unusual behavior the front desk girl had just exhibited: "Has our company encountered some trouble?"

Chonghui was taken aback.

The front desk girl with a bun was also taken aback, then remembered that it wasn’t time to admire handsome guys and there was more important work to do.

"Yes, yes, yes, Teacher Chong, didn’t you just ask where ’Xiao Le’ went? That’s the issue!"

"This afternoon, a visitor is coming for their first consultation. It was originally matched with a consultant teacher, but now the visitor has arrived, and the consultant teacher hasn’t shown up and is unreachable by phone..."

...

The situation was actually not complicated.

It was simply that the originally scheduled consultation had the consultant suddenly go missing.

Normally, in such a situation, simply explaining and apologizing to the visitor should resolve it. Bai Qinghua even has a special contingency plan for this situation, allowing the front desk to promise "discounts for future consultations" if necessary.

But this visitor was a little different. Perhaps because the issue was pressing, or the visitor was emotionally unstable, they were currently being unreasonable.

The person insisted on having the consultation, right then and there.

Their condition had even begun to spiral out of control, starting to loudly argue with the staff. Therefore, another front desk had to lead them to the reception room to stabilize them, while the bun-haired front desk sought help.

Unfortunately, Bai Qinghua was currently at school, and other consultants could not make it due to traffic conditions.

And the consultants on duty today were all engaged in consultations, leading to another issue—if the visitor started causing trouble, it would greatly disturb other visitors in consultations.

The bun-haired front desk was planning to activate another consulting dispute resolution contingency plan.

Fortunately, Chonghui appeared at this time.

Whether as a consultant to conduct the consultation or as a vanguard in handling consulting disputes, Chonghui could step in.

"Speaking of which, Teacher Chong, why didn’t you answer the phone earlier?" The bun-haired front desk lightly complained.

—Usually in classes or meetings at school, therefore habitually has the phone on silent; and just now was driving while chatting with Nan Zhubin, so didn’t notice the phone’s vibration.

Chonghui initially wanted to explain this to the bun-haired front desk and then immediately go into the reception room to resolve the situation.

But he suddenly felt something.

Chonghui slowly turned his head to look at Nan Zhubin. This young junior brother showed no change in facial expression, still giving a sense of indifference.

But in those bright eyes, there seemed to be a light starting to escape.

At this moment, Chonghui had many things he wanted to say. But all the lines at the tip of his tongue ultimately converged into one sentence:

"Junior brother, shall we do the consultation?"

"Yes."

Nan Zhubin showed a genuine smile.

The bun-haired front desk blinked, instinctively showing concern for Nan Zhubin: "Teacher Nan, you just arrived, so you might not be familiar with our company’s environment yet. Also, this visitor is somewhat agitated, and I mean... if anything unexpected happens, maybe Teacher Chong might handle it more easily."

Chonghui smacked his lips: "It’s okay, my junior brother is particularly good at soothing emotions."

"If things don’t work out, I’ll just stay by the door, and rush in if there’s any commotion."

The last sentence was directed to Nan Zhubin, also putting his mind at ease. After all, given the journey and the unfamiliar environment, Chonghui was still concerned about Nan Zhubin’s state.

Nan Zhubin rarely made a joke: "I’ll try to let senior brother take a rest."

...

Although it was an unfamiliar environment, the consulting room in front of Nan Zhubin didn’t feel unfamiliar.

After all, Weng Pinting was also brought up by Bai Qinghua. Before she became a senior consultant, she also grew up little by little in this company.

So when Weng Pinting designed the consulting room, the style had various shadows of Bai Qinghua’s company.

Nan Zhubin quickly surveyed the consulting room in front of him and felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

The overall style was simple, neutral, clean, and bright, mainly in light gray, beige, light wood tones, and light blue and other warm colors.

As usual, there was a two-seater sofa paired with two single sofas, but in the middle was not a glass coffee table, but a small wooden table with tissues and a whiteboard for writing.

Besides this, there were also slightly richer decorations here than in Jiangdu. For instance, the greenery by the window, a small bookshelf with reference books, scales, and practice manuals, with an hourglass on top.

Chonghui mentioned that Bai Qinghua’s company had multiple elite consultants of different styles, hence setting up various consultation rooms of different styles, such as Gestalt style, psychoanalytic style, expressive arts style, mindfulness style, etc.

Nan Zhubin was lucky; this consultation room closely matched his [Cognitive Behavior] style.

However, if given the chance, he would also like to try other styles of consulting.

After glancing at the familiar environment, Nan Zhubin quickly sat down.

And at the next second—

"Click."

The door of the consultation room opened.

The anxious visitor quickly walked in.

The person was tall, wearing a black thin sweatshirt and light gray cargo pants, paired with white sneakers.

Besides, he wore a black baseball cap and a black cotton mask—even indoors, he didn’t take them off.

His hands were in his pockets, looking around scrutinizingly as he walked in.

"Hello, please have a seat." Nan Zhubin gestured immediately.

The visitor, however, did not follow Nan Zhubin’s suggestion.

He stood in place, then started to scrutinize Nan Zhubin.

Then he chuckled: "Heh."