How Did I Become an F1 Driver?

Chapter 1091 - 415: Trillions Deal (Part 2)

Qin Miao: "I think having a child right now is really a bit..."Qin Miao wasn’t saying that he didn’t want children, after all, given his relationship with Qimeng, having kids was something that would naturally happen.

But he had no mental preparation for this, and when his mom brought it up in conversation, Qin Miao instinctively wanted to avoid the topic.

Damn, I haven’t even had my fill of having fun because of work, what does it mean to look after a kid?

Plus, the thought of having a little kid screaming around the house made Qin Miao feel a bit strange.

But before Qin Miao could say anything further, Qimeng had already thrown herself onto him.

"Not tonight."

"Hey... hey hey! Wait..."

Before Qin Miao could finish his sentence, his mouth was sealed.

...

On Sunday, a somewhat haggard-looking Qin Miao appeared at Leclerc’s house.

Beside him, Qimeng was looking radiant and full of life.

Leclerc smiled and welcomed the two into his home, then sat next to Qin Miao.

But seeing Qin Miao’s somewhat worn-out expression, Leclerc curiously asked, "That tired look on your face seems a bit out of place."

Qin Miao glanced at Leclerc and then shook his head helplessly, saying, "Eight hours, three times, one hour each, if it were you, you’d probably be dead somewhere."

Leclerc didn’t immediately grasp what Qin Miao was specifically referring to, but as a guy, he quickly got it, thanks to an innate talent.

So soon after, Leclerc’s face showed a look of sudden realization.

Then he skeptically sized up Qin Miao, his eyes full of doubt.

Qin Miao rolled his eyes, not wanting to explain anything further at that moment.

Qin Miao used to think that with his 99 endurance points, he could easily handle Qimeng in the marital aspect.

But unexpectedly, while he did manage, Qimeng’s recovery speed exceeded his expectations.

Even the hardest steel can’t withstand prolonged stress.

"Even though it’s just as you think, I didn’t lose!" Qin Miao hurriedly explained, seeing Leclerc’s increasingly nuanced expression.

Leclerc made an understanding face, patting Qin Miao on the shoulder. At the same time, he subtly glanced at Qimeng, who was looking vibrant and lively.

Leclerc then turned back to Qin Miao with a peculiar smile on his face.

Qin Miao stood up to leave.

"Hey hey hey, my bad, my bad, you’re amazing, you’re amazing, I believe what you said, and it’s clear from your unflustered demeanor after a grand prix that you have good stamina, I was only joking..." Leclerc quickly got up to stop Qin Miao from leaving.

After that, Qin Miao spent time with Leclerc and his family for a meal, and officially met Leclerc’s girlfriend.

In fact, Leclerc inviting them over for dinner was largely because his girlfriend finally had time to meet Qin Miao.

But to Qin Miao’s surprise, Qimeng and Leclerc’s girlfriend hit it off quite well.

Qin Miao had been with Qimeng long enough to easily discern when she was merely being polite, her smile polite and pretty, but businesslike.

And when she was truly enjoying the company of someone.

When they met the Princess and the Prince yesterday, Qimeng’s demeanor was standard courteous procedure, but today with Leclerc’s girlfriend, the two women had a lively chat.

However, Qin Miao still had work to do, so after having lunch at Leclerc’s house and resting for a while in the afternoon, he flew back to the UK.

From Monday to Wednesday, Qin Miao was busy with work at the team.

The effects of the previous team meeting gradually spread within the team.

Due to the higher-ups’ frequent changes in decisions, many team members were feeling uneasy and restless.

Moreover, with repeated adjustments to the development direction, apart from a few unimportant upgrades planned for the W13, most upgrade plans were stalled.

The team needed to reassess the floor upgrade path of the car and redesign the cockpit on this basis, determining the cockpit’s installation location.

Additionally, other existing components needed a new layout due to changes in the floor and cockpit position.

Although there was the existing design of the W13 as a reference, the adjustments and redesign work in between were not simple.

From what Qin Miao heard, it might be after the end of the French Grand Prix on July 24 before any current upgrade project could restart.

And in reality, it might take even longer.

Originally, the W13 upgrade plans were scrapped due to its underestimated upgrade potential. To prevent leaks of the car’s secrets, all documents apart from some kept as reference for the W13 upgrades were destroyed.

While there are still backups, Toto has to personally retrieve them from the main server at the parent company, Daimler.

Once the files are retrieved, they’ll have to analyze which ones are usable and which ones took the wrong direction from the start and are unusable.

In short, a pile of troublesome tasks.

But after all’s said and done, Qin Miao still agreed with Elliott’s comment: picking up the W13 design again is still easier than designing an entirely new W14.

And what made Qin Miao happy was, none of this work involved him; he just needed to ensure his speed during the race.

Qin Miao actually wanted to help, but his professional skills didn’t allow him to contribute to this aspect.

Despite some confusion in the team’s layout, Qin Miao still had plenty of work to do.

He spent all week on the simulator.

Wednesday.

The start day of the French Grand Prix.

This was the penultimate grand prix before the summer break.

Notably, the French Grand Prix was the comfiest in terms of travel among all grand prix Qin Miao had ever attended.

With an airport right next to the Paul Ricard track, Qin Miao’s plane could directly land next to the track.

The track was right there after getting off the plane, and about a ten-minute walk to the hotel, not to mention the airport’s shuttle service.

After settling everything, paying 4000 euros for hangar fees at the airport, Qin Miao headed to the hotel.

Quickly, it was Thursday.

When Qin Miao arrived at the team’s P room on Thursday, he bumped into Elliott.

But what surprised Qin Miao was Elliott’s appearance, visibly more worn than when Qin Miao saw him during the team meeting last week.

Already in his fifties, Elliott had somewhat sagging skin, and clear wrinkles were visible on his face as he talked.

Seeing him now, his wrinkles seemed to have increased, and he looked a lot more haggard.

Qin Miao greeted him, and Elliott just hurriedly acknowledged before rushing into the team house meeting room with some files.

"Elliott’s been under a lot of pressure recently, visibly aging a lot; not only does he have to oversee the development of the new car, but he also has to take care of all aspects of the process." Barber explained, standing next to Qin Miao watching Elliott’s departing figure, "Most crucially, this is already Elliott’s second chance. If he messes up again, he might be out of a job.

In the future, it would probably be difficult for him to find a foothold in the paddock."

Qin Miao nodded slightly: "Then he must be quite stressed."

"It’s about time; we need to head to the track." Barber reminded.

Qin Miao took out his phone to check the time: "Let’s go."