Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!
Chapter 284 - 282: Watch Senior Brother’s Moves

Chapter 284: Chapter 282: Watch Senior Brother’s Moves

Didn’t say "I don’t know you," nor did he say "The expert in psychological assessment is the one I brought."

Just said "Oh, so that’s how it is."

Upon hearing this, Chonghui squinted his eyes slightly.

The tall and short individuals visibly showed signs of delight.

The short individual took the opportunity to hand over the freshly produced psychological assessment.

"We arrived quite early and have just completed the assessment. We have a professional judgment regarding that student’s condition."

The short individual took a deep breath: "He does indeed have a mental health issue, but our diagnosis for him is—Anorexia!"

"Quite different from the expected Depression; perhaps his jumping off the building does have a relation to this illness, but in this case—"

The short individual emphasized: "The school essentially bears no responsibility!"

His words caused a strong reaction from the student’s parent.

She immediately interrupted the short individual loudly, first raising her voice towards Chang Ming:

"Director Chang, our family does not accept this result!"

Then she turned to the short individual: "What kind of expert are you? Anorexia? Just because a child doesn’t like to eat, it’s considered a disease? Not liking to eat, could that lead to jumping off a building?!"

Evidently, the argument that Nan Zhubin and the others heard outside the door was due to this.

The short individual corrected: "It wasn’t jumping off a building, it was accidentally falling..."

"Our family Ah Chen is so grown up, how could he have such an accident?" The parent shouted, "I get it, you were brought in by the school, you’re all in cahoots!"

Upon hearing this, the short individual became anxious and raised his tone, starting to argue.

Throughout this process, Chang Ming kept silent, only quietly observing the assessment form handed over by the short individual.

Nan Zhubin leaned in to take a look, seeing at the top the basic personal information and family background, in the middle a simple dialogue analysis, and at the bottom the assessment result.

—Anorexia.

"Director Chang," Nan Zhubin spoke softly, "Is such an assessment result usable?"

As he spoke, the short individual’s arguing voice diminished, his attention inadvertently drawn.

Chang Ming nodded and said, "In principle, it can be used."

The short individual clenched his fist in his heart and cheered loudly.

[Good!]

Indeed, those who rise to the position of director do not nitpick; they already uphold the maturity of maintaining peace.

The parent who continually petitioned dragged the matter on for so long that the internal team began to push responsibilities until they couldn’t anymore and brought in external experts as reinforcements.

Being able to resolve the issue at this stage is an immense victory!

Once this report is recognized and adopted, the short individuals can maneuver to replace Weng Pinting and gain the most crucial network channels...

"So, Director Chang, since we’re here, should we carry out another assessment?"

Nan Zhubin glanced at Chang Ming’s expression and asked again.

Chang Ming nodded once more: "In principle, it is also necessary."

"..."

The short individual’s inner drama suddenly stalled like being hit with a "cut."

He stared blankly at Director Chang.

Could it be that he encountered not a "mature person" who doesn’t nitpick and maintains peace?

But instead, someone who further transcends this foundation and is indifferent to any development, a "slacker"?!

Upon careful consideration.

The tall and short individuals did approach another director via connections, aiming to take an unconventional path, which Chang Ming could ignore;

Though Nan Zhubin and Chonghui were the official project leaders, they were not brought by Chang Ming, who only handled the liaison.

Thus, for Chang Ming, he didn’t need to make any choices. If the two parties disputed the project, he could just bring both reports back and let the higher-ups decide which one to adopt.

If there’s one thing Chang Ming must ensure, it is to not present such turbulent waves before outsiders.

The liaison, seemingly in his thirties but exuding a presence beyond his forties, calmly placed the anorexia result assessment into his bag and looked over at the four consultants in front.

Then he turned to the parent and said, "I apologize, there might be some issues with our handover, and we need to conduct two consecutive assessments today. These four experts might initially need to exchange opinions, so could you please lead me to have a chat with the child?"

His reason was perfectly legitimate: "I also need to see the child’s condition for myself before I can report back—under such circumstances, it’s better if you are present."

The parent suspiciously glanced around the site, determining that letting all four people flood into her son’s room would indeed be cramped.

She casually added "Sit anywhere," then led Chang Ming away.

...

None of the four sat.

No one spoke either.

They just looked at each other.

From the standpoint of presence, the short and tall individuals appear somewhat weaker.

On one hand, if Chang Ming brought both reports back, although their anorexia assessment is more peacekeeping, which would save the leaders some trouble,

But Nan Zhubin and his team are the true project leaders; choosing their report, in some way, could save even more trouble?

On the other hand, Nan Zhubin and his companion are indeed intimidating.

One of them was Nan Zhubin, who had just accomplished Mastery in front of national elite consultants, forcibly taking down a well-connected local professor.

Recalling certain skills demonstrated by Nan Zhubin on site, anyone with a guilty conscience would feel uneasy in front of such consultants.

And the other one—very tall, very big.

Yes, Chonghui, just simply very tall and very big.

Studying psychological consultation requires a lot of talent, such as empathy, psychological resilience, logical thinking ability, etc.

Some are innate, others can be cultivated; some are intrinsic and invisible, while others are extrinsic and visible.

Nan Zhubin’s face is a kind of innate, visible talent.

And when Chonghui stands up, he looks like a wall.

Not only is his physique tall, but he evidently also has a habit of working out; although wearing early spring clothes, the bulging muscles beneath the fabric are still visible.

From a certain perspective, this physique in some situations is a stronger consulting talent than Nan Zhubin!

Facing such two visually distinct, yet equally oppressive talent anomalies at this moment.

The short individual took a deep breath: "Mr. Nan, and this... teacher."

He prolonged his tone, leaving a gap for Chonghui to introduce himself, thereby closing the gap of familiarity.

Yet Chonghui was evidently not interested, merely giving a cold glance towards the short individual.

The short individual continued by himself: "You are Teacher Weng Pinting’s people, right? Truly unfortunate, Director Zhang didn’t inform us there were others taking over this project earlier."

He began to pull the strings, simultaneously attempting to leverage his rich social experience for a final effort to steer the matter towards a favorable outcome.

"But when working outside, the more friends, the more paths. Regarding this student’s situation, it’s actually clear—Anorexia. Once your report comes out, perhaps we can submit them together..."

The short individual spoke and vigorously nodded as if this was an excellent idea.

Yes, he intended to make a final attempt, trying to use information asymmetry to create the established fact of "sharing projects"!

...

Watching the short individual’s performance across from him.

The older, larger, and more experienced Chonghui in handling such matters took a deep breath.

He first gave Nan Zhubin a signal with his gaze, letting his junior stand behind him, allowing him to fulfill the duty of a senior.

Then he looked the short individual up and down.

When the other party revealed a feigned smile, he suddenly spoke: "Why do you keep nodding?"

"From the moment you proposed your suggestion, you kept nodding; even now, you are unconsciously repeating this action—why is that?"

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