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Chapter 293 - 291 Chonghui: A Foreboding...
Chapter 293: Chapter 291 Chonghui: A Foreboding...
Weng Pinting couldn’t help but get a headache listening to Nan Zhubin’s incessant chatter.
"Stop."
She first shouted to stop loudly, then held her forehead and started chattering herself: "Although I understand that people who work in psychological consultation often can’t help but have some occupational habits, your occupational habit is a bit too severe... No, it’s not even ’occupational habit’; it’s more like ’rookie syndrome.’ Clearly, you’ve been in this field for quite a while..."
Chonghui instinctively took a step back when Weng Pinting raised her volume and shouted "stop."
Obviously, a tall guy over 1.9 meters, but at this moment he couldn’t help but slightly shrink his shoulders and back, even hiding behind Nan Zhubin.
No matter how much he shrinks, he’s still quite large anyway.
Compared to Nan Zhubin, Chonghui, who used to spend a few years with Weng Pinting in Beidu, clearly knew this senior sister better. And in Chonghui’s cognition, Weng Pinting had already reached a stage where she shouldn’t be provoked at this point.
In this situation, even having muscles all over his body didn’t give Chonghui much sense of security.
However, this Senior Brother still had some loyalty. After taking a step back and hiding behind Nan Zhubin, he tugged at Nan Zhubin’s clothes with his hidden hand, signaling to the little junior brother who wasn’t familiar with the situation not to speak anymore.
However,
Weng Pinting looked at Nan Zhubin for a while, but only took a deep breath, making her chest in the fitted sweater a bit fuller.
Then she simply said, "Stop thinking about these things. When you go to the school, stick with Dahui. Do whatever he tells you, don’t do anything unnecessary, understand?"
Her voice unexpectedly had a gentle tone, like a kind elder advising a younger person.
Nan Zhubin blinked.
Nodded: "Okay."
Chonghui, who was named, also blinked.
Why did Senior Sister just lightly advise the little junior brother with a single sentence? Based on experience, she should have at least lectured for three to five minutes, right?
Do I not understand Senior Sister anymore?
"By the way, Dahui, you too!"
Weng Pinting suddenly changed her focus, aiming at Chonghui who couldn’t be hidden behind Nan Zhubin.
Her voice also couldn’t help but rise: "Keep an eye on your junior brother! You came from Beidu, with rich experience, you need to bear the responsibility of a senior brother at this time!"
"Besides your own project, also help Zhubin get familiar with our research group’s way of working, don’t cause trouble!"
"And also..."
Nan Zhubin silently moved half a step aside, exposing Chonghui.
Chonghui: ... Now it feels right.
After a full ten minutes, Weng Pinting finally took out her phone and checked the time, then waved at the two: "The time agreed with Jiang Yizhong is almost here, you can go now."
Soon, after Chonghui and Nan Zhubin left sheepishly, only Weng Pinting was left alone in the consultation room.
She let out a long breath, leaned back, almost crashing into the newly moved-in sofa.
"Comfy..."
In a typical consultation room, a sofa about two meters long is enough, but Weng Pinting bought an extra three-meter-long sofa for the convenience of consultants (especially herself) to rest during their free time.
She stretched lazily, let out a deep "hmm" moan, then set a phone alarm and slowly closed her eyes to rest.
She murmured softly: "This Nan Zhubin, I don’t know why I can’t really scold him properly, no matter how angry I am, it’s not easy to scold him%."
"Howard isn’t around again, I’m stifled every day..."
"Luckily Dahui is here..."
"Hope everything goes well for them."
...
In the villa area, Chonghui and Nan Zhubin began to prepare for the next project’s related tasks.
However, a small but significant surprise occurred.
No, or perhaps "pleasant surprise" would be more appropriate.
Chonghui blinked, looked at Nan Zhubin, looked at the car in front of him, and then glanced at the slightly cheerful Lu Jia next to him.
"Mr. Nan, I have to go help Sister Pingting deal with some matters. Actually, your project seems quite interesting too, but I can’t join you. This car is at your service for transportation~"
With that, the former receptionist handed the car keys to Chonghui: "Trouble you, Senior Brother Chong~"
Chonghui blankly took them.
As the button was pressed, the BMW SUV standing quietly next to them flashed its lights as if responding.
Chonghui hesitated. Although he’s not very familiar with cars, judging by this car key’s design and the spotless tires... could this car be newly bought?
Nan Zhubin flashed Lu Jia a grateful smile and waved goodbye. Then he voluntarily went upstairs to help Chonghui move the suitcase down.
A 26-inch small suitcase containing equipment needed for this project.
When senior and junior brothers go out, such labor is usually assumed to be done by the junior learning the skills.
But at that moment, Chonghui couldn’t help but take the item from Nan Zhubin’s hand, indicating it was no trouble for him to do it.
"Senior Brother?" Nan Zhubin looked up, showing a puzzled expression.
"..." Chonghui hesitated to speak, but he couldn’t help but say, "When we were at Senior Sister’s place just now, she told you not to do unnecessary things, and you said ’OK.’
"But... you know we can all tell you didn’t mean it, right?" The doctoral student, who spent years in the micro expressions research group, said so.
Nan Zhubin blinked.
Chonghui opened his mouth, but finally just said, "Forget it... Let’s get in the car."
The spacious car perfectly accommodated the big guy’s frame, a problem he always struggled with while driving.
Unable to help himself, he rubbed his hands together. After Nan Zhubin fastened the seat belt in the passenger seat, he stepped on the gas pedal.
The black beast, like heading out on a mission, slowly drove out from the villa.
"Let me briefly explain your task in this project," Chonghui said.
These things need to be explained in advance. Saying it at the workplace would slow down progress, and if seen by the client, it might expose weaknesses.
"We’re going to do this Emotion Monitoring System for high school by monitoring and recording students’ facial expressions in real-time, using a special algorithm to digitize their expression data in real-time, and then compare it with the database to provide warnings in special situations."
Because Nan Zhubin didn’t have a professional background in this area, Chonghui tried to use plain language.
"But you surely know the individual differences in micro expressions. Although common psychological disorders like depression have some commonalities in expressions, there are still certain differences among individuals of different ages, regions, and intelligence levels."
"So when we reach the high school, the first thing to do is update our facial expression database. For this, we need to conduct individual talks with students in a lab-like environment to record their expressions under different interests."
"It’s quite similar to psychological consultation, and you can be of great help, which is why we decided to involve you in this project."
Nan Zhubin nodded, indeed this was his forte.
"But... it’s only similar to psychological consultation, don’t actually conduct it for them!" Chonghui couldn’t help but raise his voice.
Nan Zhubin blinked and nodded, "Okay."
Although Chonghui was driving, he could still see Nan Zhubin’s expression through the rearview mirror.
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