Chapter 47
The training center was located on the fourth floor of the Hunter’s Bureau. In front of the large lecture hall, a banner that read, “2019 Basic Course on Understanding Fissure Management, Session 1” was placed alongside a desk.
Do-Jun found his name on the attendance sheet on the desk, signed in, picked up his assigned name tag, and entered the lecture hall.
With over three hundred attendees, including Fissure Management and general civil servants from across the country, most of the three hundred reserved seats inside were already almost full.
I don’t see any empty seats.
Not a single spot was left in the back rows, but the seats in the front rows were naturally scattered and vacant since many attendees were just there to fulfill their mandatory training hours for promotions.
Do-Jun had no choice but to sit in the front row, right in the center—the seat students avoid the most because it was where the lecturer could see you the best.
Shortly after Do-Jun took his seat, a woman in her mid-to-late twenties sat next to him.
Although it was still the chilly part of spring, the woman was fanning herself vigorously from the stuffy air due to the completely packed room.
She glanced at Do-Jun without realizing it and thought, Not bad.
The woman, Lee Min-Hee, sat in the front row because all the other seats were taken, but she ended up sitting by a man with a pleasant face, broad shoulders, and a strong physique. Though he wasn’t extraordinary, it still gave her something nice to look at for a change.
Why is someone like him a civil servant? He could be an actor.