Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!

10:10, the third consultation of the morning.

The visitor was slightly late.

Nan Zhubin examined the person, female, about forty years old, well-dressed, light makeup, with large wavy perm.

At the first meeting, the other party expressed the usual suspicion of older visitors: "The teacher looks younger than the photo..."

Nan Zhubin kept a smile, not explaining much about this topic, just smoothly shifted into the consultation topic.

"Forget it." The visitor quickly waved her hand, "Originally I wanted to find a young consultant closer to my child's age, so we could have a common language."

Nan Zhubin caught the information smoothly: "Your child?"

"Yes." The visitor nodded, "Originally this consultation was booked for my child, but he was unwilling to come no matter what this morning, and you don't allow last-minute refunds, so I simply came myself."

"Let me tell you about my child's situation, you give me some advice, it's the same."

Are you so sure it's the same? Clearly, I am the consultant here.

Nan Zhubin kept smiling: "It sounds like you didn't communicate with the child beforehand about coming for consultation?"

The visitor waved her hand again, replying evasively: "He's been very anxious lately, and he doesn't want to go out, locking himself in his room and not talking to anyone. It feels very depressed, confused about the future. In such cases, seeking psychological consultation for guidance is good, right?"

It's rare to see such willing parents to accept psychological consultation, thank you for your trust.

But the problem is—

Nan Zhubin grabbed the key point and said: "What you just mentioned, anxiety, depression, confusion, are these his self-reported subjective experiences?"

The visitor looked at Nan Zhubin strangely: "Didn't I just say, he locks himself in the room and doesn't talk, isn't that enough to feel anxious and depressed?"

Nan Zhubin blinked, maintaining the smile.

It certainly sounds like a reason to be anxious and depressed.

...

10:42, the third consultation of the morning ended.

At this point, the company was gradually filling with consultants either preparing to conduct consultations or having just completed them.

They learned from their assistants about the feats Nan Zhubin had accomplished or nearly accomplished.

"Is there a company that wants to emulate EAP and buy long-term consultation here? Did a boss directly purchase a year's worth?"

"Chief Judge Meng from our district court came, is there really going to be a long-term project collaboration with the court?"

"Did the boss's apprentice schedule eight consultations today?"

As Nan Zhubin finished the consultation and returned, the noise in the office area gradually quieted down.

After a while, Mo Kai hurriedly returned and whispered to Nan Zhubin: "Senior, this visitor wants to purchase an online consultation course and wants you to first chat with her child online."

Nan Zhubin rubbed his temples: "Alright, talking for a bit is better than not at all."

Apart from offline face-to-face consultations, since the rise of the internet, consultation forms have expanded to include online video dialogue consultations, phone chat consultations, and even text-based dialogue consultations.

Of course, different types of consultations come with varying prices.

The consultants paying attention to Nan Zhubin's achievements today held their breath slightly, though it wasn't an offline consultation deal, it still counted as an accomplishment.

Many experienced consultants showed expressions of "as expected of young people," as online consultation fees are low and many consultants are reluctant to expend energy to engage in them.

Nan Zhubin ignored these reactions.

He patted his face: "Let's continue working."

[Emotion Rebalancing]

...

11:01.

The second visitor arrived punctually.

A female, around twenty years old, medium build, neither fat nor thin, wearing a conservative long skirt, with light makeup, and black-framed glasses.

As expected, she lowered her head at the first sight of Nan Zhubin.

"Hello, teacher..."

"Hello." Nan Zhubin maintained an appropriate professional social smile.

After a glance at Nan Zhubin, the visitor quickly lowered her head again, her ears visibly turning red as if stung by bees.

"Hello, teacher, I have a, um, emotional issue..."

An emotional problem.

If the company were still Howard's, he would definitely be pleased.

Nan Zhubin prayed in his heart that this month's [Monthly Goal] wouldn't be related to [charm] again while trying to use a soothing voice to calm the visitor.

"What kind of issue?"

"It's just, um, there was a guy, pursuing me. I'm quite cautious, observing him for a long time. He pursued me for two years, but recently he suddenly disappeared... I want to know, why?"

Oh.

Nan Zhubin pondered, trying to enrich the story with more details: "Suddenly disappeared?"

"Suddenly... disappeared."

Without needing to read expressions with his eyes, Nan Zhubin could hear the hesitation just from the voice.

"Actually, it wasn't pursuing for two years." The visitor suddenly spoke hesitantly.

"Around a year and a half, I agreed to accept his pursuit, and we confirmed the relationship."

Nan Zhubin's expression eased a little, attempting to gather more story details: "Were you in a long-distance relationship?"

"No, studying at the same school..."

"How many times did you meet?"

"Four or five times."

Nan Zhubin was puzzled: "Only met four or five times after confirming the relationship?"

But the visitor held out her hand: "No, in two years... met a total of four or five times."

I see.

Nan Zhubin kept smiling: "Let me make sure, after confirming the 'boyfriend-girlfriend relationship,' was there any difference in the way you interacted compared to the previous year and a half?"

The visitor pondered, not immediately answering the question.

But in fact, it was equivalent to an answer.

Nan Zhubin sighed inwardly.

He's tired.

...

11:45.

Nan Zhubin left the consultation room again, returned to his desk, rubbing his temples with his fingers.

It always felt like the atmosphere around wasn't very natural, bringing a bit of a solidified feeling, but Nan Zhubin didn't think much about it.

In less than five minutes, Mo Kai rushed back: "Senior, the visitor renewed, a one-month package."

The atmosphere around seemed to flow a bit.

Nan Zhubin didn't show pleasure: "I should have analyzed everything that needed analyzing in this consultation and clearly told her there's no need for long-term consultation—"

Mo Kai pursed his lips: "You told me not to push too hard on sales, and I've been doing just that, but the visitor's willingness to renew is very strong."

For the assistant, it was another consultation without much practical challenge in terms of difficulty.

Nan Zhubin sighed: "Ask the other consultants if there's anyone specializing in emotional consultation, and discuss with the visitor to arrange a transition."

Hmm?

As the words fell.

The entire atmosphere around came alive.