Who would study psychology if they didn't have some kind of problem?

Chapter 30 [Monthly Goals] Completed

If this weren't an urban novel, but a martial arts novel...

So, one word would be most fitting to describe Nan Zhuren's current complexion—

[Her face was as white as gold paper].

With eight visitors a day, each consultation lasting 40 minutes to an hour, theoretically, using listening techniques as the primary consultation method would be the easiest approach to handling such a high volume of consultations.

Nan Zhuren's former teacher once told him a psychology joke: A newly graduated psychologist knew no counseling techniques whatsoever. One day, he even accidentally fell asleep while counseling a client and only quietly woke up when the session was almost over.

Just as he was alarmed that he had neglected the visitor, the visitor expressed his gratitude with tears streaming down his face: "Thank you, teacher, you have helped me a lot!"

As a result, this consultant, who had just graduated from university, became very successful in the industry with this "sleep companionship" counseling method, and his consultation fee rose from 200 yuan per hour to 800 yuan per hour in just six months.

It's hard to say whether this joke is based on a true story.

However, this also shows that it is actually very easy for a counselor to simply "get by" in counseling.

Unfortunately, Nan Zhuren is not the kind of counselor who would lower the quality of counseling just to appease clients.

There are many jobs that allow you to slack off, such as during meetings and office hours;
However, consulting is not the type of job that Nan Zhuren believes he can slack off at.

Therefore, it was to be expected that Nan Zhuren's expression perfectly matched that of someone who had "died from exhaustion."

……

"However, Teacher Nan looks so handsome even with his pale face. He has a kind of... special kind of handsomeness."

Lu Jia, the receptionist, looked towards the consultation room, her eyes brimming with tears. Suddenly, as if lost in thought, her face flushed, and the tears in her eyes deepened.

Boom!
Five minutes after the previous visitor left, Nan Zhuren finally came to her senses and stepped out of the consultation room.

That pale face instantly stirred up Lu Jia's maternal instincts.

"Teacher Xiao Nan, watch out!"

Driven by a sense of responsibility to save the world, Lu Jia burst forth with incredible speed, rushing forward to support Nan Zhuren, who appeared to be swaying but actually didn't need any assistance at all.

"Thank you."

Nan Zhuren pursed her lips, accepting Lu Jia's help for a few seconds with just the right amount of distance, showing that she had accepted the kindness, and then firmly pulled her arm away, indicating that she was fine.

"Teacher Nan, have a cup of coffee to perk yourself up!" Shen Bing, as the consulting assistant, arrived at the second moment and snatched the position of taking care of Nan Zhuren from Lu Jia's angry glare.

"Thank you." Nan Zhuren accepted the help readily this time.

The bitter coffee mixed with the aroma of milk seeped into his body, soothing Nan Zhuren's complexion somewhat.

Lu Jia looked at Shen Bing, her face full of frustration—was she really not as good as another man at taking care of men?
The receptionist thought for a moment and said, "Ms. Xiao Nan has already done so many consultations today, why don't you take a good rest first?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Bing immediately interrupted Lu Jia: "No, the next visitor will be here soon."

Lu Jia argued, "Once the visitor arrives, I can let her have a cup of tea first, then fill out the previous forms and do some preparation work. It's easy to gain an extra ten minutes or so of rest time!"

This is fine.

Nan Zhuren's expression shifted slightly upon hearing this.

He is a counselor who is unwilling to lower the quality of his consultations.

However, Lu Jia's approach, while allowing herself time to rest, in a sense, actually improves the quality of her consultations.

The only thing that needs to be increased is Lu Jia's workload.

Nan Zhuren hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll go catch my breath first. If I recover well, I won't need to trouble Xiaojia."

“It’s not troublesome at all!” Lu Jiaxin replied quickly, sounding delighted.

Seeing this, Shen Bing immediately volunteered: "Then I'll tidy up the consultation room first!"

Everyone dispersed like birds and beasts, and everyone found their own things to do, and they were all very satisfied.

When Nan Zhuren stepped into the office area, he attracted a lot of attention, as is customary.

However, unlike before, everyone now looks at Nan Zhuren with the same eyes they would a warrior.

The consultant in the white shirt and the consultant with thick glasses exchanged a glance.

"He looks like a cat that's been thrown into a washing machine."

"Speaking of which, how many consultations did you do in a day back then?" the man in the white shirt suddenly asked.

The man with thick glasses pretended to be thinking: "Back then, I had only been working there for a short time, and my supervisor assigned me six consultations a day. Three in the morning and three in the evening."

"Are you done?"

"I threw up after the fourth session and then collapsed. I'm a late bloomer; I was already over thirty when I became a counselor," the thick-eyed man explained, trying to save face, "My energy can't compare to that of younger people."

"Oh."

"And you?" Thick-glasses asked his companion immediately after sharing his embarrassing story.

"Ahem." The consultant in the white shirt skillfully evaded the question.

He cleared his throat and asked Nan Zhuren with feigned concern, "How many consultations did you do today, Professor Nan?"

Nan Zhuren, walking towards his workstation, didn't even turn his head:
"Seven."

Everyone knows this number, because everyone has been counting it silently.

However, when Nan Zhuren said this number himself, the counselors couldn't help but feel amazed.

The man in the white shirt paused for a moment before exclaiming, "Seven inquiries in one day! That's incredible!"

"I have eight today, and there's one more later."

"Ah." The man in the white shirt immediately became dry in tone. "Then I won't disturb Professor Nan's preparations any longer!"

Nan Zhuren finally turned around and nodded to the man in the white shirt, thus maintaining office relations.

He then returned to his workstation, checked his watch, and, to everyone's "expected" surprise, collapsed onto the table with a "plop."

Fall down and go to sleep.

The man in the white shirt exchanged a glance with his colleague, his amazed look turning into sympathy: "Prepare well, Teacher Nan."

Nan Zhuren was indeed making real "preparations".

His consciousness sank, and he entered the dream world for the second time today.

Within my consciousness, a string of fictitious large characters flickered:
【月度目标：1个月内完成“心理咨询”10小时（10/10），完成后进行1次“心理能力培训”】

The current [monthly goal] has been achieved.

You have a [Psychological Competency Training] document that is pending collection.

The first task of this dream-based psychological counseling center is complete!
Nan Zhuren took a deep breath, her eyes filled with anticipation.

I wonder what exactly this "psychological skills training" is all about?

(End of this chapter)