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"I wonder what the relationship between Mr. Jiang and As such is?" Luo Lan guided Jiang Yizhou into a room adjacent to a corridor with a push-pull door.
Through the transparent glass window, Jiang Yizhou saw that the furnishings inside were simple: two chairs covered with blankets and a tea table. In the corner stood a cabinet, filled with various books on top, while below was a wooden door that concealed whatever lay inside; he imagined it must be some tea leaves or tea sets.
Seated comfortably in one of the chairs, Jiang Yizhou gazed out at the courtyard through the window, with its evergreen plants and stone path. It turned out that seeing a psychologist could be so pleasant; the environment was so well-maintained. Could it be that he had encountered a fake psychologist?
However, having such a doctor for treatment wasn't bad at all.
"This... is really not about therapy, just casual chatting?" Jiang Yizhou confirmed again. He had too many secrets he shouldn't harbor, even if he wasn't fully aware of how significant the events he had experienced were.
For instance, regarding the upcoming Asian Financial Crisis, he might only know a few details, but under the guidance of professionals, based on his memories as premises and outcomes, the consequences...
Sometimes history is just a matter of breaking through a thin membrane.
At this moment, Jiang Yizhou began to feel somewhat worried but found it difficult to leave.
"Of course," Luo Lan smiled gently. She was curious about Jiang Yizhou's expression, which seemed to change rather quickly. Initially, it was merely an explanation of misunderstandings and some embarrassment; then suddenly he seemed to recall something and appeared fearful of discussing it with the psychologist.
"What is Mr. Jiang's relationship with As such?" Luo Lan placed her hand on the folder resting on her thigh. "I spoke with As such yesterday; she cares about you!"
Jiang Yizhou stared at the strange wallpaper in the room and felt inexplicably relaxed. "I work with Sister Ru Shi at the same company. Thanks to her, I can complete my tasks!"
"Oh, I see! You two seem to have quite a good relationship!" Luo Lan subtly guided Jiang Yizhou. However, he remained somewhat cautious; her words clearly sounded like attempts to manipulate him. Although they were verifiable truths, relying on such things to analyze his psychological issues still lacked depth.
Finally, Jiang Yizhou left the psychological clinic feeling uneasy. Psychologists were truly frightening; he would never see one again.
It was truly self-destructive; he couldn't trust anything a psychologist said—not because they had ulterior motives, but because he felt so insecure. He also wanted to learn some knowledge about hypnosis and psychology—not for any enjoyable purpose but simply to ensure that during moments of mental weakness, he wouldn't be led into saying things he shouldn't.
Jiang Yizhou sadly realized that nearly thirty years of accumulation in his past life only supported him to live as an ordinary person.
It was merely his vision ahead of the times and a clear direction that allowed him to perform better than others.
……
Luo Lan summarized this recent harvest on Jiang Yizhou's file, writing it down on paper. Staring at the descriptions in the file, he pondered deeply. This guy really doesn’t have a useful word to say, just like those who want to completely erase their past, shrouded in secrecy.
However, he is quite good-looking and seems to have developed mentally much later than others. The best way to interact with him is to take on a nurturing role, almost like a mother figure, while ensuring he doesn’t feel that way. This fragile personality is indeed difficult to handle; it can actually be resolved with just one word.
Money…
This is much simpler than finding someone who would care for him like a mother. When a person possesses enough influence, it is generally evaluated by the wealth they can control. Even if he just casually mentions something, others will desperately speculate on the meaning of his words, which naturally makes things much smoother.
Just like a windsurfing board gliding through a stream, while large ships navigate vast oceans, Jiang Yizhou's troubles are like rocks beneath the water's surface. If he were in deeper waters, he wouldn’t need to worry about the rocks but would have to face more terrifying storms, icebergs, and waves.
In summary, this guy’s issues, aside from those secrets he refuses to reveal, are simply the troubles of growing up. He is only eighteen years old after all, and Luo Lan is not worried about any problems arising. From this perspective, Song Rushi has indeed overreacted.
“As such, you are indeed overthinking,” Luo Lan met with Song Rushi at a café to share his views. “Mr. Jiang is just mentally immature; although he wouldn’t admit it himself, it’s evident from the phenomena you mentioned.”
If Jiang Yizhou were to find out about his immaturity, he might lose his gentlemanly demeanor and vent his frustrations.
“Then did I misunderstand him?” Song Rushi, who was about to head to America soon, took some time to meet with Luo Lan. Upon hearing his friend's conclusion and thinking it over carefully, he realized there might be some truth to it; perhaps it was due to preconceived notions!
“Hmm, but it’s okay; now you know, right? Understanding your boss's personality will make promotions and raises easier in the future. Want to hear my suggestions?” Luo Lan shamelessly offered…
Leaving the psychology clinic, Jiang Yizhou felt quite good. Aside from the doctor always hinting at sensitive questions, he didn't return to the office afterward. After all, he was the Boss and enjoyed the freedom of not having to clock in and out.
He took out his phone and called Ding Zhengnan. If his girlfriend hadn't contacted him for a long time, could she still be called his girlfriend?
"Hey, girl..."
Ding Zhengnan was practicing her speaking skills at home when she received Jiang Yizhou's call. She immediately became excited. He had never taken the initiative to contact her for a date before; this was a significant breakthrough. The truth was that Jiang Yizhou felt that since they had become a couple, they should act like one, so he politely invited Ding Zhengnan.
In this regard, Jiang Yizhou was more meticulous than the immature conclusion others had drawn about him, largely thanks to his mother's teachings in his past life: be responsible and follow the rules.
They agreed on a time and place over the phone—a amusement park near the altar. Ding Zhengnan hurriedly got ready, changing into comfortable clothes suitable for exercise, even though she had no idea what an amusement park would be like in winter.
"Mom, I'm going out!"
"Are you coming back for dinner?" Lu Yan asked, shaking her head as she looked at her daughter. The more proactive party in a relationship often ends up at a disadvantage unless they are just looking to play around; otherwise, losing the initiative can be quite tough.
"I'm not sure... You don't need to save me dinner tonight!" Ding Zhengnan said as she put on her scarf and gloves; it was still bitterly cold in early spring.
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