Chapter 7 Interviews
On November 30th, I took the qualification exam for psychological counselors, and I was the youngest of all the candidates, and I also performed well in the special interview.
It can be said that I easily got the certificate of psychological counselor.
Then, I participated in the recruitment interview for the community mental illness treatment center, and on the day of the interview, the interviewer was touched by me, held my hand affectionately, and planned to hire me exceptionally.
At the beginning, I didn't have a lot of work, just doing chores, which didn't affect my classes in the slightest. But without a business, my boss didn't have the money to pay me a salary, and gradually, my director gave me a hint to leave.
He said that I am so young, I should find a master to study hard, and I will definitely be able to make a difference in the future, which is a hundred times stronger than staying in this small institute.
Of course I understand what it means, but I can't leave, or I won't have any financial resources and I won't want to go back to working in a nightclub. At my request, the director did not mention the matter of letting me leave for the time being.
Maybe it was God who favored me, and the next day a patient came, this patient had severe hair loss, and sought countless medical treatments, but the hair fell out more and more, and he became bald.
The director is not good at hypnosis, so I took the initiative to ask Ying, and Mao recommended myself to take over the patient.
When I tested him suggestively, I found that his suggestiveness was very strong, and he should be well hypnotized, so I simply hypnotized him, and the result was unexpectedly good, he was very cooperative, and every step was under my control, after the hypnosis, I prescribed him a little Chinese medicine to nourish the kidney yin, he said that he went back to eat for a few days, and the hair loss was obviously much better, and the hair loss was cured in a week, and new hair grew again.
In the next few days, a lot of patients came, most of them were cured by me through hypnosis, so that our hysteria rehabilitation center became more and more famous in the surrounding area, and some people from other cities came to our clinic.
In 1999, I earned a monthly salary of 1,500 yuan, which is definitely a winner in life, you know, I only eat 500 yuan a month, which means that I can have at least 1,000 yuan of savings left every month.
The days went by like this, and it was almost the end of the year in a blink of an eye, these days there was the deliberate trickiness of the political teacher, the friendship and companionship of Qian Wanting, the obedience of Zhou Duanqi, and the love of the director.
One morning, I suddenly borrowed a phone and a woman was crying on the other end of the phone, and at first I didn't know whose voice it was.
"Xiaodong, can you come and accompany me? He doesn't love me, what does he take me for? The woman cried even harder.
"Don't cry yet, I can't tell who it is." Since there is no note on this number, I really can't tell who it is.
"I, your sister Huang, you don't remember."
"Oh, it turned out to be Sister Huang, you cried, what happened." In fact, I feel in my heart that what a rich person like her can do is nothing more than some trivial things that are chickenbumps, and in their eyes, it is like a great disaster.
"Come to my house, double the price." Sister Huang put away some crying.
"Sister Huang, I'm not doing it anymore, I've washed my hands, but you can treat me as a friend, I can go and chat with you, are you at home?"
"Hmm"
On the other end of the phone, there was just one word, like a satisfied child who got the apple he wanted, I simply cleaned it up and went out.
Sitting in the taxi, I was still thinking, what should I say when I see her?
I haven't figured it out yet, the car has arrived, and I'm just going to improvise.
Like last time, I kept admiring the mansion, but it was deserted.
I saw Sister Huang in front of the bedroom door, her eyes were still red and swollen, and I didn't know what to say for a while.
"You're here," she said, leaning her hand on the doorframe.
"Well, there's no one at home?" In fact, I knew it in my heart.
"Hmm," she turned and went into the bedroom, "come in." ”
I followed her and closed the door.
She sat on the edge of the bed in a bathrobe, then lit a cigarette, patted the side of the bed with her other hand and motioned for me to sit down, and asked, "Why don't you do it, business is not good, or is your health not good?" ”
Seeing that I did not answer, she took a dozen bills out of a drawer and placed them in front of me.
"Sister Huang, what do you mean?" I didn't accept it.
"For you, take it."
"Sister Huang, I can't ask for it,"
"If you want to take it, you can take it, what? Dislike me? ”
"No, it's just, I'm not doing it anymore."
"Today, you have to do it."
"No."
"You!" She stood up.
I pulled her down: "Sister Huang, if you have anything on your mind, just say it, I can share some of it, don't indulge yourself like this." ”
When I said this, she calmed down a lot, but she became aggrieved, and after a while, she opened her mouth: "Last year, I fell in love with a man and planned to marry him, but three months ago, I learned that he had a wife, and I wanted to cut him off, but he said he needed time, and I was in pain that night, and I went to a nightclub the next day and saw you, I was to take revenge on him." But this morning, he said that he still loved his wife and wanted to cut ties with me. ”
I seemed to understand why, I patted her on the shoulder: "It's just a man, Sister Huang is so beautiful and so rich, are you afraid that you won't find a good man?" ”
She seemed to laugh: "Really? It's just that he gave me the money. I don't know if I should accept it or not. ”
"Don't hesitate, don't accept it." I told her in no uncertain terms: "Start over, get away from everything about this man." ”
Her eyes were hesitant, as if she was reluctant to give up these riches, she pondered for a moment, and then said, "I think about it, I need time. ”
Of course, I can understand that if it were the same person I used to be, I wouldn't know what to do, let alone be a stupid woman.
We chatted, and she insisted on inviting me to lunch, saying that she wanted to eat in our school cafeteria and wanted to experience college life.
It turned out that she didn't go to college, which was unexpected, and there were many aspects I didn't know about Sister Huang, and I didn't dare to ask more, but I just made a lot of assumptions.
But conjecture is conjecture after all, what her background is, maybe it really doesn't matter to me, I never value a person's past.