On the rostrum was a row of tables covered in red velvet. At the very edge, someone was already seated, repeatedly making announcements over the PA system to maintain order in the venue.
Hearing the urging announcements, Du Heng couldn't help but quicken his pace in search of his seat.
The first row, no doubt, must be for the top leaders or gurus of each workplace.
The second row would be for seniors with experience, or for those who won first or second prizes.
For me, finding a seat in the third row would already be quite an achievement.
Du Heng knew his place. Reaching the third row, he started searching carefully from the very edge.
But none of the nameplates bore his name, Du Heng. He searched from one end to the other but found nothing.
Du Heng touched his nose. Could it be in the second row?
Although he found it hard to believe, since his name wasn't in the third row, he had no choice but to look towards the tables in the second row.
