Yue Feng drove his car to the gate, where the gatekeeper stopped him.
The gatekeeper glanced at Yue Feng's license plate and asked, "Are you from out of town, young man? Do you have an appointment? What brings you to the company?"
Yue Feng answered with a smile, "Hello, sir, I'm here to attend this session of the fishing training camp! Where do I go to register? Could you please direct me?"
On hearing that he was there for the training camp, the gatekeeper's wary expression eased considerably. Indeed, several others had already arrived today to register.
"Oh, you're here for the training camp! Come and sign in!"
Yue Feng followed the old man's instructions and registered, after which the old man pointed him to a row of buildings not far from the South Gate.
"The first office on your left at the entrance of the White Building on the first floor is where you need to report!"
"Okay, thank you!" Yue Feng expressed his gratitude, then drove his car through the gate.
