Nan Zhubin and the others exchanged glances.
Could it be that Chang Ming has simply run out of ideas, given up thinking, and left early?
He doesn't seem like that kind of person.
"It seems he might have thought of something, but it's not something he wants us to know?" Weng Pinting speculated.
What kind of thoughts can't be shared with the three Psychological Consultants present?
Whatever he's thinking, it seems he doesn't intend to cooperate with the current consultants any longer.
The situation is a bit sudden.
Weng Pinting frowned; as the most senior and experienced among those present, her expertise lay primarily in the realm of consultation itself.
And it's focused on the individual clients.
For matters related to real-world issues like this one, they exceed her professional scope.
"Chang Ming knows the campus regulations better than any of us. Without him, it's tough to come up with a solution."
Nan Zhubin's eyes suddenly focused.
