Nan Zhubin walked out of the consulting room with a blank expression.
Shen Bing followed, but came out excitedly after just five minutes.
"Mr. Nan, another deal closed, and it's the top package! Just like that bar owner Huang!"
A fixed package deal could bring Shen Bing nearly a thousand yuan bonus by the end of the month.
For a working person, what could be more delightful than this?
"This client is also consulting on emotional issues. It really is your strong suit, Mr. Nan. It seems we should accept more of this type of consultation…"
But Nan Zhubin raised his hand to stop Shen Bing, blocking his subsequent words.
Shen Bing was taken aback.
After working together for so long, Shen Bing and Nan Zhubin had developed some tacit understanding, and Nan's current demeanor felt eerily familiar.
A familiar vibe of "I know there's money to be made, but don't get excited because I don't want to make this money."
A bad premonition.
"... Mr. Nan, what's wrong?"
