Chapter 65 - 59: Official Driver

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Chapter 65: Chapter 59: Official DriverSince the other party had already asked and even came looking, Qin Miao had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, "I drove that car." Qin Yun didn’t ask why the car wasn’t in the P garage. Instead, she looked at the big boy in front of her with great interest and was somewhat surprised. This big boy, who seemed a bit shy, was completely different from his aggressive style on the track. However, she didn’t raise this question and didn’t think Qin Miao was lying, because they would be going to collect their award soon. There was no point in lying at this time. Extending her hand, Qin Yun introduced herself, "My name is Qin Yun, the driver of that white AMG GT just now." Qin Miao also extended his hand to shake hers, but he only held Qin Yun’s fingers, "I’m Qin Miao." After shaking hands, Qin Miao introduced, "This is my girlfriend, Qimeng." Finishing the introduction, Qin Miao breathed a slight sigh of relief. He initially thought she had come over because of his somewhat dirty driving style on the track to cause trouble, but he was surprised by her politeness, which at least showed she wasn’t an unwelcome guest. After getting to know each other, Qin Yun was a bit surprised that this somewhat shy big boy was actually from her own clan. But then she set aside this little matter and turned to Qin Miao, saying, "Although your driving style is a bit aggressive, I must say your driving skills are excellent." Qin Miao actually felt a bit guilty, unexpectedly receiving a compliment right off the bat, and awkwardly replied, "You’re flattering me. I tend to get overly intense when driving. Some of those defensive moves were indeed not very clean. If I caused you any trouble, I apologize and hope you don’t mind." Qin Yun shook her head, "We all enjoy racing, and we know that adrenaline makes it hard to stay calm and focused during a race. I understand why you did what you did." Hearing Qin Yun’s response, Qin Miao slightly breathed a sigh of relief. "So, if I may ask, why did you come looking for me this time?" Qin Miao became a bit curious. His interactions with Qin Yun weren’t deep. The only deep contact was on the race track. Qin Miao didn’t think someone of Qin Yun’s status would be idle enough to chat with him. "I’m a bit curious," Qin Yun said, "Why did you suddenly slow down on the straight before the finish line? If you hadn’t slowed down, the winner could still be uncertain, and the first place might have been yours." The corner of Qin Miao’s mouth twitched. Talking about this, he thought of Yu Jialiang. If it wasn’t for that guy, he wouldn’t have suffered such a big loss. Waving his hand, Qin Miao said, full of frustration, "I had an extra person in the car, so to reduce weight, I took two fewer laps of fuel. I thought I’d drive conservatively and just finish the race. I didn’t expect to find myself contending for the championship, and in the heat of the moment, during acceleration after several turns on the straight, I forgot to conserve fuel. So I ran out of gas just before the finish line, and now the car’s still parked at the entry of T1 Matthew." Qin Yun raised an eyebrow, truly surprised by the story behind it. "Then it seems I won somewhat unfairly." Qin Miao hurriedly said, "No, no, that’s not what I meant. The race is over, and no matter what happened during it, the final champion is undeniably you." "Hehe, all right, let’s not talk about it anymore. In any case, your driving skills are impressive. Let’s exchange WeChat. I hope we can have another chance to compete in the future." Qin Miao actually wanted to shake his head, because he felt he and someone like Qin Yun were not in the same circle and would likely not interact much in the future, making exchanging WeChat pointless. But before Qin Miao could speak, Qimeng, holding Qin Miao’s phone, went ahead and added Qin Yun on WeChat and curiously asked, "Wow! Your skin is so nice, sis! How do you usually take care of it?" "Hehe, is that so? I usually have someone come to my house to take care of my skin..." "Can you introduce me? I want to have skin as nice as yours." "Of course, no problem, let’s add each other on WeChat." In just a few sentences, the two women, with an age gap of about seven or eight years, began chatting and became increasingly friendly. They moved from talking about cosmetics to discussing bags, and then from bags to beauty care, looking like they were about to become best friends. Qin Miao: ... All right, as long as Qimeng is happy. But after chatting for five or six minutes, they eventually parted ways, agreeing to go to a beauty spa together when they had the chance. Qimeng then handed the phone back to Qin Miao. Qin Miao didn’t ask why Qimeng eagerly added the other person on WeChat and chatted so warmly. Anyway, Qin Miao believed Qimeng wouldn’t do anything to harm him. However, after the other party left, Qin Miao felt a sense of lightness. While Qin Yun didn’t display any imposing demeanor during their conversation, her presence was quite strong, making Qin Miao feel inexplicably pressured while chatting with her. Watching her leave, Qimeng curiously asked, "Is Yun the driver who crossed the finish line with you? I didn’t expect her driving skills to be so good." Qin Miao nodded and sighed, "Before going on the track, I didn’t expect her driving skills to be so good, but honestly, compared to me, she’s still a bit short." Qimeng looked at the second-place winner boasting in front of her with a hint of indulgence, "Yes, yes, you’re the best!" ... Qin Miao and Qimeng arrived together at the podium area in Shanghai. Qin Miao never imagined he would one day stand here to receive an award. Although this was a private competition, and only his girlfriend Qimeng was watching and smiling up at him from the audience, Qin Miao felt her presence was all he needed. The award process was straightforward, with third, second, and first place going up to the stage in order. The third place didn’t come to receive the award, and Qin Yun only came to take the championship trophy without going on stage, so the entire ceremony had only Qin Miao going up. Receiving an award alone was somewhat awkward. After nervously completing the process, a staff member approached Qin Miao to ask if he wanted to sign a racing driver contract. After Qin Miao nodded in agreement, they took him and Qimeng to a small conference room. The room had only one staff member in a suit, with several paper documents laid out in front of him on the table. There were contracts from Porsche, BMW, Mercedes, Audi, McLaren, and Lamborghini, but none from Ferrari. Seeing Qin Miao enter, the other party smiled and said, "Please have a seat, Mr. Qin. I am the lawyer invited by the organizers for you, my surname is Li. I’ve already reviewed these contracts in advance, and they indeed have no binding constraints. Do you need a personal lawyer for cross-verification?" Qin Miao didn’t have a personal lawyer at all, and the characteristics displayed by the event organizers from start to finish aligned with Qin Miao’s understanding of the word ’high-end’. So, he didn’t think the other party would trick him or set any traps in the contract. The only problem now was that Qin Miao didn’t know which team would maximize his benefits. Curious, Qin Miao asked, "Why don’t I see the Ferrari logo?" The other party explained, "Mr. Qin, it’s like this: the organizers of this race are just domestic suppliers and are not qualified to offer a factory team driver contract." "The contracts offered to you are for drivers in the GT3 teams of the domestic ChinaGT. Our ChinaGT does not have a Ferrari customer team." "However, rest assured, this contract’s terms are identical to those of a factory team. You can enjoy all the benefits and treatments that a driver should have." A bit regretfully, he clicked his tongue, realizing he couldn’t drive a Ferrari 488. After thinking it over, Qin Miao chose to drive for Lamborghini. After all, apart from Ferrari, only Lamborghini somewhat matched Qin Miao’s aesthetics. Deciding on which car to drive was not simple, and signing the contract involved three copies, requiring Qin Miao to sign his name over ten times. Additionally, they also needed a photocopy of Qin Miao’s ID, along with other miscellaneous tasks that took over half an hour. The actual signing, photocopying ID, and taking pictures didn’t take much time. The real time-consumer was entering all this into the system. All in all, by the time Qin Miao was finished, he had officially become a driver, albeit one who didn’t even know the name of his team. After signing the contract, Qin Miao came out to find Qimeng. "All done?" Qimeng’s voice was always so comforting to Qin Miao. Qin Miao nodded: "Now I am considered an official driver, the kind that receives a salary every month." "It feels a bit unreal..." Qin Miao continued: "Like I’ve suddenly reached the top, feeling a bit lightheaded." Qimeng timely poured cold water over Qin Miao: "If you want to compete, you need strength. To put it plainly, do you think you currently have enough skill to drive a GT3 car?" Hearing Qimeng’s words, Qin Miao suddenly realized. The earlier contract really made Qin Miao lose touch with himself. Now, with Qimeng’s wake-up call, Qin Miao realized that he still had a lot of shortcomings to address. Handing over a copy of the contract to Qimeng, this was Qin Miao’s driver contract copy, with legal validity. Simultaneously, Qin Miao handed over a handwritten note to Qimeng. Qimeng could understand the contract, but was puzzled by the paper slip. "Whose number is this?" she asked. Qin Miao explained, "The team manager’s number. If one day I want to exercise my rights under the driver contract, I can reach him. The official people said as long as I contact him, he can arrange everything." Qimeng shook her head and marveled at the paper slip, "It’s good to have money." Qin Miao nodded deeply in agreement. PS. Asking for monthly tickets, recommendations, comments.

Chapter 65 - 59: Official Driver

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