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Following Yang Ming’s guidance, Su Jiang reached his office.
On the desk in the office, there was a microphone set up.
“As per your request, when you press this button later, your words can be broadcasted throughout the entire Inspectorate.”
“And we’ve taken care of it, so if there’s an investigation later, they won’t check this microphone.”
Yang Ming adjusted his glasses and explained to Su Jiang with a serious expression.
Curiously, Su Jiang fiddled with the microphone for a moment and nodded lightly.
“Alright, I got it. Please let them know as you leave that they can come in one by one.”
Immediately, he sat comfortably in the chair, let out a long breath, and raised an eyebrow.
“This chair is quite comfortable. I wonder if I can take it home.”
“Wait, are you really planning to treat them?”
“They don’t have any psychological disorders at all, you understand that, right?”
Yang Ming frowned, not understanding why Su Jiang was going the extra mile.
Upon hearing this, Su Jiang looked at Yang Ming and let out a deep sigh.
“Old Yang, I think your attitude towards my actions has a big problem.”
“As a psychological counselor at the Inspectorate, treating everyone is my duty.”
“What are you doing now?”
“Are you trying to make me lose my job?”
“You’re even accusing your colleagues of faking illnesses, you don’t care about them!”
With that, Su Jiang shook his head heavily, looking sorrowful.
“Yang Ming, go back. I’m disappointed in you.”
Yang Ming stood in front of him, his face turning green, his lips trembling with anger from Su Jiang’s words.
He pointed a finger at himself in disbelief, staring at Su Jiang intently, and said:
“My, my attitude has a problem?”
For the first time since entering the Inspectorate, he was told that his attitude was a problem!
Yang Ming took deep breaths, reminding himself not to get angry as it would harm his health.
With gritted teeth, Yang Ming’s steps as he walked out of Su Jiang’s office were so difficult.
Bang!
Finally leaving Su Jiang’s office, Yang Ming slammed the door shut, startling everyone in the Inspectorate.
“You, come in one by one!”
Yang Ming angrily said these words, then left without hesitation. He needed to calm down.
The crowd looked puzzled.
“What’s wrong with Yang Ming? Wasn’t he usually in a good mood?”
“Wow, that kid seems to have done something. We’ve never seen Yang Ming get angry before, and now he did.”
“What happened inside just now, I’m curious.”
“I don’t understand, but I’ll respect it.”
“By the way, who’s going in first?”
At this moment, a burly man stood up and smiled at everyone.
“I’ll go!”
Seeing this man, named Lu Zhang, the people chuckled. He was one of the first in the Inspectorate to start goofing around.
Because of his large build, people in the Inspectorate affectionately called him “Big Lu.”
“Big Lu, be careful not to scare anyone.”
“Yeah, the last psychologist was scared away by your fierce look.”
“Calm down a bit.”
Lu Zhang waved his hand dismissively, not caring about what others said.
If Su Jiang knew what was good for him, he would stay obediently in the Inspectorate and not cause any trouble. They should mind their own business.
If Su Jiang insisted on causing trouble, he wouldn’t mind using some means to scare off that little white-faced guy.
Inside the office at this moment, Su Jiang had put on the headphones provided and was trying to communicate.
Buzzing…
“Can Su Jiang hear me? Can Su Jiang hear me?”
“Su Jiang, please respond!”
A clear voice from the talent came through the headphones, causing Su Jiang to furrow his brows, feeling a bit displeased.
“Old Li, didn’t I just tell you earlier?”
“It’s an active period now, use code names for communication. What if someone hears my name?”
“And didn’t we already agree on our code names in the car?”
On the other end of the headphones, Li Cai fell into endless silence.
Faintly, Su Jiang seemed to hear the sound of something falling.
Shortly after, Li Cai’s voice came through the headphones again, filled with frustration.
“C-Cold Noodle King, please respond!”
Su Jiang finally smiled satisfactorily and whispered:
“Cold Noodle King here, how’s everything on your end, Handsome Guy with a Toy Gun?”
Yes, these were the code names Su Jiang and the talent agreed upon in the car.
Su Jiang was the Cold Noodle King.
The talent was the Handsome Guy with a Toy Gun.
At this moment, not far from the Inspectorate, on the rooftop of a building, Li Cai held a telescope, taking deep breaths and silently repeating to himself.
Don’t get angry, it’s bad for your health.
Beside him, there were glass shards scattered on the ground. It was from his outburst earlier when he smashed the glass he had brought with him in a fit of anger.
Afterward, he silently assembled a sniper rifle from the black box behind him, set it up, attached a silencer, and aimed at a window of the Inspectorate.
“Everything’s ready. When I hear your signal, I’ll fire a few shots as a deterrent first, then set off the explosives, right?”
“Yes, just watch me in action.”
“Alright, let’s leave it at that for now. Keep in touch.”
“Got it, Handsome Guy with a Toy Gun.”
“… “
Li Cai felt exhausted. He really didn’t want to work with Su Jiang anymore.
Click!
Just as Su Jiang was about to chat with Li Cai, the office door suddenly swung open.
Following that, a tall and burly figure walked in and sat down in front of Su Jiang.
“Hehehe, Dr. Su, I’m Lu Zhang.”
“… Oh, hello, hello.”
Su Jiang narrowed his eyes, looking at the burly figure in front of him with suspicion.
Entering my office without knocking?
Alright, let’s deal with you first to set an example.
Then, Su Jiang somehow pulled out a pair of black-framed glasses from somewhere and put them on, exuding a somewhat scholarly vibe.
Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the glasses didn’t even have lenses.
“Lu… Lu Zhang, right? Do you have any psychological issues?”
“Doctor, I have depression, and it’s been going on for a while.”
As Lu Zhang said this, he had a big smile on his face, showing no signs of depression at all.
Su Jiang remained expressionless, nodded lightly, and said, “I see. Do you feel more down at certain times?”
“Yes, I have no motivation to work every day. I feel like dying as soon as I sit at my desk.”
“So, you mean you wouldn’t feel depressed if you didn’t go to work, is that right? Am I understanding this correctly?”
“Yes, yes, that’s what I mean!”
Lu Zhang nodded eagerly, his eyes showing excitement.
He didn’t expect this psychologist to be quite sharp, immediately grasping our intentions.
However, Su Jiang’s next words left him baffled.
“Well, in that case, it’s quite simple.”
“Later, go to the front desk and look for Yang Ming. Just go through the resignation procedures directly.”
“Tell Yang Ming that I sent you, and he won’t stop you.”
“From then on, you won’t go to work anymore, and your depression will be gone!”
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