Lubos directly set the environnt to minus 50°.
When Qin Miao saw this temperature, he was completely stunned. Damn, in such an environnt, if I stay for more than ten minutes, I might just freeze solid, right?
The key is that Qin Miao was still wearing short sleeves at the mont. Going in like this might really be deadly! Qin Miao looked at Lubos with a face full of panic.
With arms crossed, Lubos saw Qin Miao’s expression and guessed what he was thinking, shrugged, and said, "The principle of entering the cryotherapy chamber is similar to ice packs. The purpose is to relax your muscles, reduce inflammation, and decrease lactic acid accumulation in your muscles."
"If you don’t want to enter the cryotherapy chamber, we can also opt for ice packs, but ice packs might not completely cover all your muscles, and they take longer." Saying this, Lubos pointed to the cold storage: "While this... only takes four minutes."
"Alright, stop talking, I’m going in." Qin Miao had a deep impression of using ice packs to relieve muscle soreness.
He rembered training with Zhou Guanyu once. After super-intensive training, Qin Miao downed a health tonic and was ready to call it a day.
Zhou Guanyu, seeing Qin Miao’s unfazed look, worried he’d be too sore to get out of bed the next day, so he forcibly dragged him to put on ice packs.
After all, it was a kind gesture from a friend, so Qin Miao couldn’t refuse and went along with it.
Initially, when the ice pack was on the muscles, it was quite comfortable because even Qin Miao felt muscle soreness after the exercise, and the cold and heat clash when the ice pack was first applied felt good.
But after more than half a minute, the temperature on the muscles was gradually taken by the ice pack, and the cold began to penetrate the arm muscles. With ti, the muscles started to feel numb and painful.
Fortunately, the ice pack ti was not too long, and only a few major muscle groups needed ice packs, so Qin Miao could barely endure it.
But now, according to Lubos, he was planning to ice pack all of Qin Miao’s muscles from head to toe.
Anyway, whether you stick out your head or shrink it, it’s the sa risk, better to have short-term pain than long-term pain.
Qin Miao steeled himself, gritted his teeth, hardened his scalp, and directly walked into the cryotherapy chamber.
The feeling inside the cold chamber really can’t be described as pleasant. When first entering, since Qin Miao’s body was still radiating heat, the sudden entry into such an extrely cold space felt quite comfortable.
But as ti passed, once the outer muscles cooled completely, the bone-chilling cold began to invade Qin Miao’s body.
Fortunately, four minutes wasn’t enough to freeze Qin Miao’s body completely through, and the ti he suffered in there wasn’t too long.
However, after freezing in the cryotherapy chamber for a while, coming out felt quite nice. The muscles, which were tense from strenuous exercise, suddenly got relaxation and cooling, and after the muscles cooled, returning to a room-temperature environnt made Qin Miao genuinely feel the tightness after strenuous exercise dissipate.
"With that, strength training is over, and only one task of custom-fitting a racing suit is left for the morning." Lubos checked off an item on the schedule on his tablet as he watched Qin Miao exit the cold storage and said, "In the afternoon, there’s afternoon tea with Mr. Lawson. I’m not quite sure what he wants to discuss with you, but it should be about your future career planning. After that, you’re free to do as you please.
Your schedule for today is just that. Lunch, afternoon tea, and dinner will all be prepared for you."
"Anything else you want to ask?"
Qin Miao happened to be puzzled about sothing regarding the racing suit, so he spoke up, "Actually, I have a sponsor. I want to know how I should get the sponsor’s company logo printed on my racing suit. Will the company add it when they customize my suit, or do I have to figure out how to print the logo on after I receive it?"
Lubos raised an eyebrow, "You have a sponsor? Since when?"
Qin Miao shrugged and said, "A long ti ago, before I joined Ferrari. It’s a contract I signed."
Lubos frowned and asked, "Does the contract with the other party have any special requirents for you? Is there a paperwork file, never mind, just give your contract file, and I’ll have our legal departnt take a look."
Originally, Qin Miao didn’t want to ntion this, but seeing Lubos’s inquisitive attitude, he had to shrug and say, "It’s sponsorship from an older relative, and there isn’t even a signed contract, just a verbal agreent. All I need to do is print their company logo on the racing suit and helt."
Upon hearing Qin Miao’s explanation, Lubos finally eased his eyebrows. This situation is not uncommon in the racing circle, as those who can afford racing are generally not poor, so accepting sponsorship from relatives is quite usual.
However, Lubos still gave a reminder, "Try to have a lawyer and agent present when considering whether to sign sponsorship and endorsent contracts, and never act on your own accord."
Qin Miao nodded obediently, "Understood..."
Seeing Qin Miao agree, Lubos proceeded to answer Qin Miao’s previous question about the racing suit logo.
"Send a copy of the Logo you need on the racing suit, the clearer, the better. The logistics departnt will place the logo in a suitable spot on the suit based on the style you provide," explained Lubos. "As for the helt logo, the thod is similar to the racing suit, but if you change your helt too often, the logistics departnt will charge you."
After the explanation, Qin Miao understood.
The two directly went to Ferrari’s logistics departnt afterward.
Although the logistics departnt gives people a warehouse vibe, its importance is no less than a regular official departnt, and Ferrari’s logistics departnt isn’t lacking in prestige.
Ferrari’s logistics departnt is situated to the left of Ferrari’s main company, adjacent to the Ferrari F1 headquarters. It is a red-brick building; however, the bricks on the outside clearly serve as decoration, not having the ruggedness of typical construction bricks, giving a smooth appearance.
It was Lubos’s first visit here as well, so he asked a staff mber before finding the place to get Qin Miao’s racing suit tailored.
They were notified in advance that Qin Miao would co to make clothes today, so the staff responsible for custom-fitting racing suits for Ferrari’s youth training drivers and official F1 drivers were already waiting in their workspace.
The subsequent process was fairly simple. Qin Miao first stood still, the other party visually assessed his body, then asured shoulder width, leg girth, and other data with a tape. Then, Qin Miao was asked to perform several actions.
After obtaining the desired data, the other party promptly said, "Co to pick up the suit in half a month."
Then they started their work on their own.
Since Qin Miao wasn’t part of any team at the ti, the suit didn’t have specific design requirents, so they just followed the Ferrari youth training racing suit template to make a set.
Qin Miao and Lubos exchanged a glance, shrugged, and left.
The making of the suit and the logo design weren’t in the sa departnt. After acquiring their company’s logo from Boss Zhou, Qin Miao went to the design departnt in the logistics departnt.
Once everything was settled, Qin Miao’s work for the morning was considered done.
At noon, he ate a al Ferrari had prepared according to his body test report, took a short rest, and then went to Lawson’s office.
Since this was the boss visiting a subordinate, Lubos didn’t accompany Qin Miao.
Upon opening the door and entering Lawson’s office, the first thing Qin Miao saw was a photo of Lawson and Leclerc on display on the shelf behind the desk; the intimacy in their body language indicated a great relationship.
Seeing Qin Miao co in, Lawson, who was leaning back in his chair, sipping coffee while looking at a computer, brightened up and warmly invited Qin Miao to take a seat in front of him.
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