Chapter 980: Chapter 763: The Final Twist
Behind Nan Zhubin, Old Zhou lowered the hand he was using to tug at Nan Zhubin.
So much back and forth... Is Old Mo really starting to talk about his own family situation?
But that’s strange, didn’t I just advise Old Mo to "think about his family"? Why was his first reaction to turn the knife on me then?
Does the words from my old friend actually carry less weight than this young man in front of us?
The absurdity that Old Zhou felt was written all over his face, but Nan Zhubin had no time to notice right now.
Following Old Mo’s words, Nan Zhubin continued, "Did she have a job before? Hmm, she sounds like a very independent woman."
Old Mo was panting heavily and did not respond.
Then Nan Zhubin put on a contemplative look and deliberately asked, "But did she return to the family because you lost your job?"
After this question, Nan Zhubin observed Old Mo’s expression and continued, "She’s now in her due period... Was she fired because of pregnancy? That doesn’t align with the company’s employment policies, does it?"
The heavy-breathing Old Mo was ignited once again, and this attitude made Old Zhou behind Nan Zhubin want to pull Nan Zhubin back once more.
"She wasn’t fired because of her pregnancy! It was her company... those female employees at her previous company, and their boss!"
"Those people... taking advantage of maternity benefits, getting paid while doing nothing, and even took continuous leaves, pushing all the work onto my wife, who’s dedicated and hardworking!"
"She was very capable in the company, always thinking about helping to share the company’s burden. But after she married me... the company leaders congratulated us on the surface but turned around and fired her!"
"She... she was just like me now, diligent and uncomplaining, but ended up being kicked out without even getting compensation!"
Old Mo roared in anger, but his voice was noticeably softer than before, and both his expression and body showed visible signs of fatigue.
Nan Zhubin nodded thoughtfully. The issue with Old Mo’s wife was not something to probe into right now, but at least it helped him understand another reason for Old Mo’s intense reaction to the current situation.
What Nan Zhubin was concerned about was Old Mo’s current state.
After another round of verbal wrestling, it was about enough.
"Sounds like that company isn’t treating people right... just like ours now."
Old Mo froze.
"To be honest, as an outsider in this project team, I have met with your boss, Mr. Wang, several times."
Nan Zhubin expressed the most sincere sentence in this negotiation: "That guy is a bastard."
All the onlookers were momentarily stunned.
Nan Zhubin continued, "I also don’t know how such a person became a leader. Always someone from outside instructing insiders, yet he always thinks his way is right, that it can make the company better."
Old Zhou behind him raised his hand, momentarily unsure whether he should pull Nan Zhubin back.
This time, Old Mo didn’t retort against Nan Zhubin. He didn’t say anything like "Your project team are all liars."
Alright, now the stance for conversation was in place. It’s time to really get to work.
Nan Zhubin performed an [Emotion Rebalancing] to steady his emotions as insurance.
His pupils also contracted and dilated at a very fast frequency, almost constantly activating [Flow Mode] to analyze the current situation and using [Memory Palace] to continuously replay the negotiation skills Xia Tian had taught him earlier, adjusting the negotiation strategy at any moment.
Then, Nan Zhubin used all his strength to restrain his voice, allowing it to possess the power to infect and calm.
"Being pregnant is not an easy thing, right? Your wife is a southerner, does she have trouble adjusting to the northern climate?"
Nan Zhubin asked with concern.
This question was posed with a curious tone, but it’s definitely a concern that Old Mo had considered in the past days.
"Where is she from?" Seeing that Old Mo had no inclination to answer, Nan Zhubin continued, "Jiang Province? Su Province? Fujian?"
"... Su Province." Old Mo finally squeezed out a proper response with a sullen look.
"Not easy," Nan Zhubin said, "Now that she’s in her due period, can you tell if it’s a boy or a girl?"
Old Mo took a breath, not making a move yet, when Nan Zhubin corrected himself: "No, wait, hospitals don’t seem to allow knowing the gender now. Let me ask another question, how many months along is she?"
Nan Zhubin’s voice descended like an invisible large hand.
Faced with this type of question, Old Mo couldn’t maintain his anger. He fell silent for a while, then after a few steadying breaths, he said, "...37 weeks."
Old Mo’s state made Old Zhou widen his eyes behind Nan Zhubin.
...
In fact, from the negotiation principle of this scenario, Old Zhou’s initial phrase "think about your family" wasn’t actually wrong.
Family, to the overwhelming majority of people, is a soft spot, and when the topic arises, Old Mo definitely couldn’t maintain his combative stance.
It’s actually a commonly used persuasion technique for dealing with impulsive individuals in most circumstances.
But also, in most cases, the highly confrontational side would refuse to discuss this issue, feeling that having their family mentioned by the opponent is humiliating, which could double their anger.
The essence of Nan Zhubin’s questioning was also making Old Mo "think about his family."
But unlike Old Zhou, apart from the fact that Nan Zhubin’s questioning came after calming Old Mo’s emotions first—these questions were also more detailed.
He inquired about Old Mo’s wife’s job, birthplace, and the due date of their unborn child.
