my psychologist

Our boss looks rough and manly, which completely fits my aesthetics of men. Otherwise, I would not have given up the opportunity to enter the family business without hesitation and accompany him to start a business, but it is a pity that he is straight.

Watching him play with flowers all these years, my heart is already at peace.

I took the cigarette he handed back, leaned back on the back of the chair, and took a puff. I casually asked again: "Why is it Fan Dongfang?"

Ling Yu, oh, Ling Yu is the name of our leader.

Ling Yu sat back on the sofa chair, crossed his legs, opened the cover of GIVENCHY—the lighter he brought back to me when he took his ex-N lover to Paris—over and over again, and lifted his eyelids, half-smiling .

have to!It turned out that it wasn't that there was a goblin at home, but she was waiting for me here.

As soon as I saw his virtuous behavior, I knew that our leader was determined to consume me.

I looked back at him and slowly took a puff of cigarette: "Instructor, the student is not a casual person."

"Crack!" Ling Yu closed the lid of the lighter, his smile became more and more unpredictable, and he sincerely suggested: "Tuer can be casual."

"Even if I'm willing to do whatever..." I simply closed my eyelids that had been sticking together, and stopped looking at the face that made me love and hate, "Then I should go to Dongfang Sheng casually, anyway, his sexuality is It's no secret in the industry. Fan Dongfang is like you..." Straighter than a pencil.

We know each other too well, just as I made a gesture of rejection, I felt that the light was blocked in front of my eyes, and the dry and warm touch brushed over my lower eyelids and landed on my temples, pressing gently, pressing It made me feel so comfortable that I almost groaned.

Until I gradually relaxed all my spirits, almost drowsy.

It was only then that I heard Ling Yu's voice drifting into my ears from the top of my head: "I love Fan Dongfang as much as I do."

"Your method is comparable to the relaxation technique of a hypnotist master..." I complained helplessly, I moved my shoulders, and motioned for our leader to squeeze the shoulders by the way, I finally made another concession and loosened my tone , "Fan Dongfang's poor background is better than Dongfang Sheng's serious academic background, a standard academic school."

"True knowledge comes from practice. Technology therapy requires experiential teaching, not theoretical teaching. Fan Dongfang has been consulting for eight years."

I opened my eyelids and looked at Ling Yu quite unexpectedly: "After a while, you should look at him with admiration."

Ling Yu was calm and composed: "Fan Dongfang said it."

"Hmph." Casting aside my contemptuous glance and looking away, I laughed lazily and said, "Dongfang Sheng has also been consulting for seven years."

"Can the delicate flowers in the ivory tower in China compare with the ones from abroad?"

"Dear, you are so xenophobic, does your grandfather know?" Ling Yu's grandfather is the commander of Yandu Military Region, Ling Yu's father is the youngest major general in the "Empire", Ling Yu's second uncle, his aunt, his family His mother, his grandfather, and his uncles and aunts are all public servants of the people with titles on their shoulders. Into the business sea.

Ling Yu has always been the most afraid of his old man. When I mentioned his old man, Ling Yu put his palm on the top of my head and pressed hard: "Stinky boy, do you know that you have no eyesight?"

My family has been in business for five generations, so I can't be considered the richest man, and the family business has spread all over half of the country.I know that Ling Yu is mocking me for my lack of business acumen, but if I really have no business acumen, why would I choose him as a thief in the first place?I didn't bother to talk about it with him, so as not to be distracted by him: "Then please tell me, the leader, how is Fan Dongfang more valuable than Dongfang Sheng?"

Ling Yu sat directly on my desk, looked down at me condescendingly, and acted like a rascal: "I just think Fan Dongfang is more pleasing to the eye than Dongfang Sheng."

I curled my mouth slightly: "Then what if I say that I just look down on Fan Dongfang?"

Ling Yu bumped my thigh with his calf, still looking like a rascal: "You just fell in love with Dongfang Sheng, right? But he coaxes students to do counseling in school, how can he compare with the returnees' actual combat school? Is it because you are a drunkard that you are not in the bar? Huh?"

"Ling Yu, you're just messing around." I rolled my eyes on Ling Yu's sexy chin and collarbone, "I have to correct your misunderstanding, who told you that Dongfang Sheng's teaching at a university is equivalent to giving Are the students doing counseling? You don’t agree with the academic school, but how many people have become everyone from Ye Luzi?”

Ling Yu's throat rolled: "Daxi, you are looking down on the actual combat faction, which is also a misunderstanding. Freud was a surgeon at the beginning. Isn't his psychoanalysis theory just made out of it?"

"Heh!" Fan Dongfang was really capable, and he made people who didn't know what psychoanalysis was to say Freud in one night.

I couldn't find a lighter, I bit my cigarette and said irritably, "Can you find me another one besides Floyd?"

"I don't need to know that much, one Freud has already shocked the entire human race." Ling Yu played with my lighter in his hand, and smiled rascally, "Baby, I can't argue with you in academic debates, but in Liren My decision-making authority is higher than yours."

"Shit!" I signaled to Ling Yu to light my cigarette, "Okay, I'll meet him tomorrow, Mr. Ling."

"Good boy." Ling Yu rubbed the top of my head with a smile, and immediately took my cigarette away, "I smoke too much, confiscate it!"

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, the National Vocational Qualification Examination, nearly 2000 candidates passed our Liren application.This year's admission ticket was brought back late, and there are still more than 300 exam admission tickets that have not been issued, and personnel arrangements for tomorrow's exam-related matters have not yet been made.

In the past, I would naturally take care of this, but this time——

Regretfully staring at the cigarette in Ling Yu's hand, I closed my eyelids impatiently: "I'll hook you up with Fan Dongfang tomorrow, I don't care about other things."

"No problem! You can settle down with Teacher Dongfang at ease."

It can be heard that Ling Yu is very comfortable at this moment, but tomorrow, hum.

I raised my foot and put it on Ling Yu's lap in disbelief: "Get lost, I want to recharge my batteries."

At 8:20 in the morning, Deputy Principal Qi of Xindu Ruiming School called me. It was not to call me early, but after missing the make-up exam, they had another candidate whose ID number on the admission ticket belonged to someone else.

I transferred the fire to our leader without any guilt, and then rushed to the Psychology Department of Lecheng Central Hospital with Fan Dongfang's work, but it was all in vain.

It was not Fan Dongfang who was sitting in the expert consultation room with Fan Dongfang's nameplate, but a man with a good face and a cool temperament.The man was sitting leisurely at Fan Dongfang's desk, flipping through a French version of "The Crowd".I recognized this book not because I can speak French, but because the Holy Father Dong Xinghai had just expressed his covetousness for this book in his WeChat Moments.

The man closed the book, glanced at me, and then looked at the doctor who opened the door for me.

The doctor guide's cheeks were instantly stained red, and she stammered to explain: "Xu, Mr. Xu, this gentleman came to see Dr. Fan and said that he had made an appointment."

The man nodded slightly, then opened the book in his hand again, completely treating me as air.

This is a man who oozes arrogance from the bottom of his bones.

This is also a man with confidence in his bones.

I sat on the reception sofa and watched this man unscrupulously for 5 minutes. The man still calmly flipped through his "The Crowd": "Are you Dr. Fan's colleague?"

"It's very likely that he will unfortunately become his colleague." The man's voice and temperament are very consistent, but his tone is a little casual, "You seek Rex for consultation? He is hypomanic himself, so he can't help you."

"..." Are you mocking me for talking too much?Familiar?

I pondered the meaning of the man's words, raised my eyebrows, and chuckled: "Are you praising me for being creative? Or are you looking down on Dr. Fan's level?"

The man pursed his lips unobtrusively: "I still think highly of his level of neurosurgery, but it's a pity that he insists on using his two knives to harm the psychology department."

"How can you reflect your value as a savior without me and the trouble here?" The voice that turned most of my nerves came in with the sound of pushing the door. Fan Dongfang took off his white coat and entered the door. His me went straight to the man and took out the book in the man's hand, flipping through it casually, "What's the matter? You really plan to go to Xindu University to teach social psychology?"

The man didn't comment, and raised his chin in my direction: "Do business first, if this gentleman doesn't mind, I'll be your supervisor."

The relationship between the man and Fan Dongfang should be very good, and the level of the man is at least on par with Fan Dongfang.

Thinking about the information revealed in the words of these two people, I showed a full respect to Fan Dongfang: "Teacher Fan."

Fan Dongfang turned around, restrained his casual conversation with the man surnamed Xu, with fake surprise on his face: "Daji?"

"Teacher Fan was joking, I don't have the color to overwhelm the country." I suppressed my anger, and maintained a gentle and polite smile on my face, "Mr. Ling told me to report to you."

"Heh!" Fan Dongfang chuckled and sat in the sofa chair opposite Mr. Xu, leaning comfortably on the back of the sofa chair, raised his eyes and squinted at me, with a half-smile, "Yesterday I promised Ling Yu, but Not everyone can do my assistant, have you brought your resume?"

I smiled, and looked at this man who was looking up at me, but gave me the feeling of being looked down on by him: "Sorry, President Ling didn't ask me to bring my resume."

Fan Dongfang raised his eyebrows, looked away, and looked at Mr. Xu across the desk for a moment, with a bit of helplessness and connivance after being defeated: "I will replenish it tomorrow."