Who would study psychology unless they had some issues?!-Chapter 119 - 118: Whose Tablet is This?

The thoughts of the teacher in charge at the center were completely disrupted by Nan Zhubin’s performance just now.

To put it vividly, he was in a bewildered state due to the cognitive impact.

In this state, he completely let down his guard and freely accepted all the information conveyed by Nan Zhubin, allowing his brain to be thoroughly ravaged.

"I want to ask you to help me solve this problem now."

Nan Zhubin’s voice was sincere: "I want the information of those transferred visitors, for that, I may need to check the center’s past files."

The teacher in charge was indeed someone compiled from the administrative post.

The last two sentences from Nan Zhubin triggered quite a few keywords, suddenly pulling some of his rationality back.

He instinctively wanted to start playing Tai Chi (avoid the issue).

But.

He glanced at the consultation materials on the table, the misjudged student’s visitor information.

And thought of the micro-expression analysis capability Nan Zhubin just demonstrated.

So.

In the expectant eyes of Nan Zhubin and Xia Tian, he fell into thought.

After a few breaths, he spoke, "Nan Zhubin, you’re a consultant and have worked at the center, so you should know the confidentiality regulations. Those visitors’ materials don’t constitute exceptions to confidentiality, I can’t give them to you."

Xia Tian bit her lip, her expression disappointed.

However, Nan Zhubin looked at the other’s expression with reassurance in his heart, already silently chanting: [But.]

Sure enough—

The teacher in charge had more to say.

"Regarding these regulations, Xia Tian, you are also aware, when I’m not around, you need to watch over Mr. Nan."

"Ah... ah?" The young girl was taken aback by the sudden shift in conversation. She pointed her slender finger at herself, not understanding how the topic had shifted to her.

The teacher in charge continued unwaveringly, the conversation continuing to meander.

"The materials cannot be shown to outsiders, especially the transferred ones, all of them are specially organized and locked in the center’s designated file cabinet—"

He tilted his head, and Nan Zhubin and Xia Tian followed his gaze, locking onto a gray cabinet in the corner.

"That cabinet is the highest confidentiality level cabinet at the center, and only I have the key."

The teacher in charge said, suddenly turned and opened a drawer on his workstation.

"So, Zhuren, I can’t help you."

The statement was made righteously.

Nan Zhubin blinked his eyes, cooperating very well with a look of disappointment: "I understand, you have your difficulties."

"It’s good that you understand."

The teacher in charge took a deep breath and gave instructions to Xia Tian:

"I still have a consultation scheduled, the itinerary should be on the timetable. I need to prepare now."

"Zhuren rarely comes back, perhaps he is unfamiliar with the environment, Xia Tian, show him around again. But remember—not to mess things up in the office."

After saying that, the teacher in charge walked away without looking back.

With a "bang," the door closed, and the office fell completely silent.

Nan Zhubin raised an eyebrow, turned around, and saw almost all the starlight in Xia Tian’s eyes was about to overflow.

"What’s up?"

Hearing this question, the young girl seemed to snap back to reality, first shrinking into her scarf, but then boldly plunging her head out, revealing a slender, fair, slightly flushed neck.

"I just think, Mr. Nan, you’re really handsome! That micro-expression analysis, it was awesome during your confrontation with Wang An before, I’ve always wanted to see it in person again!"

Are you still immersed in the previous scene without recovering?

Nan Zhubin chuckled, walked to the teacher in charge’s workstation, and reached into the opened drawer.

Inside lay a key quietly.

"Then thank Mr. Ma."

...

Yan Nuo Psychological Center, office area.

"Mr. Nan, what are you looking at?"

Hearing a voice by his ear, Nan Zhubin instinctively swiped away the materials that were photographed from the Psychological Consultation Center on his tablet.

Then silently looked up, showcasing no deliberate expression, just calmly meeting the exceedingly curious Shen Bing eye to eye.

At this moment, Nan Zhubin had already returned to Yan Nuo.

At the Jiang University Psychological Center, although the teacher in charge firmly rejected Nan Zhubin’s plea, due to his strong subjective initiative, Nan Zhubin eventually found the materials he needed.

And due to time constraints, even with Xia Tian’s help, Nan Zhubin barely managed to find the needed visitors’ materials. As for memorizing and transcribing, it was out of the question.

Carrying out original documents or photocopies was also unthinkable, too much trouble for others.

So ultimately, Nan Zhubin chose to photograph the materials with his tablet to bring them out.

Of course, this made these materials not suitable for others to see—for instance, Shen Bing.

Shen Bing froze with his curious gaze blocked.

If it were the company’s visitor files, Nan Zhubin probably wouldn’t avoid him.

Thus, he quickly displayed a meaningful look, playfully said: "Mr. Nan, have you recently changed your way of relaxing your mind, seeing... something interesting?"

Nan Zhubin’s earlier behavior of hurriedly swiping the screen upon hearing someone was too easy to be misconstrued as certain "all men understand" scenarios.

No, this seems to be a kind of gender stereotype...

Facing the teasing at his side, Nan Zhubin didn’t reply.

He still didn’t make any expression, just calmly met Shen Bing’s gaze.

Shen Bing laughed for a few seconds, then suddenly felt a bit awkward, and laughed awkwardly twice more: "Just kidding. Actually, Mr. Nan bought some knowledge copyrighted materials from somewhere, right, and didn’t want to share with me?"

Nan Zhubin still showed no expression, calmly meeting Shen Bing’s gaze.

Clearly, Nan Zhubin wasn’t intentionally conveying any emotion or sentiment, yet Shen Bing inexplicably saw a kind of righteous aura in Nan Zhubin’s eyes.

There was a certain inexplicable pressure.

The consultant assistant’s forehead slightly sweated: "Uh... I was just joking, it’s something related to confidentiality regulations, right? Not convenient for me to see."

He sincerely apologized: "I shouldn’t have come over so adventurously, a bit boundaryless, sorry Mr. Nan."

Nan Zhubin quietly nodded: "It’s okay."

After receiving forgiveness, Shen Bing let out a long breath: "I still have a consultation later, I’ll organize the materials now and bring them over for you to see."

Before leaving, he glanced at the tablet in Nan Zhubin’s hand, drawn by the ivory white cover with decorative floral patterns around it.

[Feels a bit neutral, or even feminine, this tablet... whose is it?]

He had a question in mind but eventually didn’t voice it.

Sitting at his workstation, Nan Zhubin also let out a long breath.

Social tactic: In some situations, facing unsustainable awkward questions, letting the other person guess by not answering anything is much better than racking one’s brains to come up with reasons.

Sliding back open the tablet’s screen lock, Xia Tian’s selfie appeared on the main interface.

Those smiling eyes seemed to be casting rays of sunshine onto Nan Zhubin’s face outside the screen.

Nan Zhubin couldn’t help but let the corner of his mouth curl up, then clicked on the photographed materials to continue flipping through.

Time ticked away, minute by minute.

Suddenly, Shen Bing, who had left not long ago, came back. He looked at Nan Zhubin with a peculiar expression, hesitating to speak.

"Mr. Nan, there’s a situation... I might need you to come out for a bit."

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