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Chapter 279 - 277: The First Project

Chapter 279: Chapter 277: The First Project

Without waiting for Weng Pinting to respond to the man across from her.

A security guard at the airport suddenly rushed over, holding a boarding pass.

"Sir, you dropped something!"

The man was taken aback, then showed a grateful smile.

Even though the boarding pass was useless after getting off the plane, since he accepted the kindness, he still said to the guard, "Ah, thank you!"

Afterwards, he took the boarding pass with the name [Chonghui] printed on it.

Weng Pinting walked over with a smile.

"So careless, I’m kind of wondering if you’ll end up extending your doctoral program." Weng Pinting raised an eyebrow, finally getting the chance to respond to his initial greeting, "It’s really been a long time, Xiaohui."

Chonghui smiled apologetically.

Weng Pinting was very tall, and now wearing high heels, she was over 1.7 meters.

But facing this fellow junior, she had to slightly raise her head to interact with him visually.

Chonghui was a head taller than her, the kind of height that would be pulled out to play basketball in the neighborhood every day.

"Speaking of..."

Weng Pinting was about to say something else.

But noticed that after greeting her, Chonghui’s gaze shifted abruptly in one direction.

Hmm?

Weng Pinting raised her eyebrows and turned her head following his gaze—

...

Three steps away, a pair of seemingly reunited lovers were tightly embracing.

The girl buried her head in her boyfriend’s chest, her voice muffled, "Did you miss me?"

The boyfriend paused, "Hmm, thought about you every day."

"Were you well-behaved? Didn’t go to the bar?"

"Ha, as if! You know, this time I’m staying at a hostel for the conference, and the schedule was packed, plus— I promised you."

"Hehe, let’s go home, I’ve made something delicious for you!"

"Mm, okay!"

...

Watching this seemingly sweet and warm scene.

Weng Pinting and Chonghui blinked together.

Then Chonghui sighed, "Why does the guy always take a breath before answering?"

Weng Pinting nodded, "And the explanation for the second question was a bit too detailed."

"For the first question, the shrug is quite obvious when answering."

"And the deliberate nodding, is he convincing himself?"

"But the girl never lifted her head to look at him throughout..."

"Hard to say."

The senior and junior exchanged remarks, rapidly analyzing the scene.

Finally, Chonghui shrugged and concluded, "Well, respect others’ fate, not my business anyway."

Though the wording was not very refined, it was in line with the ethical standards of a psychological consultant.

But this tone of speech caused Weng Pinting to furrow her brows.

"Your spirit now is becoming more like our mentor? You weren’t like this when I left."

Weng Pinting looked up and down at Chonghui.

Chonghui laughed, changing the subject, "The mentor usually lacks spirit, but this time when I returned, he was extremely excited. Unfortunately, I didn’t have time to ask in detail before coming over—what did you do to the mentor?"

Weng Pinting looked into Chonghui’s eyes, pulling the corners of her mouth, and in the end, didn’t press the previous topic.

"I found you a junior apprentice."

She followed Chonghui’s topic and replied, then turned and handed her bag to him, signaling him to follow.

The tall junior brother dragged his suitcase "rumbling" to the underground parking lot with Weng Pinting, and as Weng Pinting pressed the car key, the car in starlight grey lit up in the dark.

Chonghui looked at the metallic streamlines of the car body and couldn’t help but whistle, "Senior sister, how long after finishing my PhD can I get one like yours?"

"Not too long." Weng Pinting raised her hand and threw out the key, "You drive."

Chonghui obliged eagerly. Weng Pinting directly opened the passenger seat and raised an eyebrow, watching Chonghui adjust the driver seat.

The car slowly left the basement, and the view opened up.

Weng Pinting focused her mind and said, "Since we’ve already mentioned your junior, you know you have to take him along for the project this time, right?"

Chonghui nodded.

"What kind of person is this junior apprentice?"

He was full of curiosity.

Chonghui has been studying under Bai Qinghua from master’s to now has been over five years. He knows the mentor’s personality and his high demands.

And this yet-to-meet junior apprentice managed to make their mentor unusually shake off his lazy demeanor after returning and start bustling around.

Chonghui was filled with curiosity.

"Him..." Weng Pinting pondered, seemingly organizing her words.

But she thought for a while and only said, "He... has talent, a type of talent difficult to describe with words."

"You’ll know when you see him."

She spoke, but with little information, it was as good as saying nothing.

Chonghui became even more curious.

"Forget it, let’s talk about your project then." Weng Pinting brought the topic back to business, "I’ve talked with your junior apprentice, but you— the mentor probably didn’t go into details, right?"

Chonghui shrugged, "He told me to ask you for specifics after I came over."

"I knew it." Weng Pinting raised her hand to lightly touch her forehead.

Senior sister was already very familiar with the project to be handed over to her fellow junior brother.

After reviewing the details mentally, she slowly said:

"Firstly, you know I have two projects, but these projects are not independent of each other."

"The first project is commissioned by the Health Commission of Jiangdu."

Weng Pinting explained, "A while ago, a child at Jiangdu First Middle School accidentally fell off a building. Fortunately, the floor was not high, so there was no risk to life."

"I say ’accidentally fell,’ because this is the final report after investigation. But—"

Weng Pinting leaned back in her seat, "The parents of the student seem dissatisfied with this outcome. They believe there’s something more to it and made repeated reports to the police and complaints, even escalating the matter."

"The education bureau and the police jointly investigated several times, explored other possibilities, and even checked the student for injuries, but found nothing."

"Thus, they started wondering if maybe the student had mental issues, and it wasn’t an ’accident,’ but ’suicide.’ However, it’s unclear if the psychological evaluations from their people were inadequate, or whether the student’s parents were too insistent, the matter was never settled."

"Now, the case has shifted to the Health Commission, and they began seeking psychology experts through ’acquaintances’ for a more professional assessment of the student."

Chonghui nodded in understanding, "So, it ended up in senior sister’s hands?"

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