Just now, Mo Kai, who was taking notes seriously, finally came to his senses.
The young man is still not professional enough, his skin is still relatively thin in public places.
"Teacher Nan... let's keep it down a bit."
Nan Zhubin indeed lowered his voice, but it was because they were entering a place of privacy protection.
"Since you're so curious, I'll sort out the verbatim transcript of this visitor later," Nan Zhubin said, "but as I mentioned, he doesn't need long-term consultation because his current situation isn't painful enough."
"His purpose for coming here... I've had a few guesses, but these purposes aren't something that my consultation can satisfy."
Nan Zhubin raised one finger, "First, he wants to seek recognition through consultation. He wants to hear something like 'all men are like this' or 'I used to be like this' from me as a consultant."
