"Even though you’re on good terms with Zhou Guanyu, just saying happy birthday feels like you’re not treating him like a person. Please, put in a bit more effort to co up with a slightly better gift for him, I’m begging you."
After Qing’s reminder, Qin Miao suddenly realized that Zhou Guanyu’s birthday was at the end of this month. But once aware of it, Qin Miao felt a bit stressed because choosing a gift for soone was indeed a bit of a challenge for him.
"Can’t you just help pick sothing like you do for others?"
In Qin Miao’s household, social interactions have always been handled by Qing, and this girl has a real knack for it, managing relationships with everyone very well. Gifts are sothing she sends out on every festival and occasion.
Although the things Qing sends each year are different, the sa items are given to everyone in the sa year.
For example, last year, the gifts for everyone were tea brought over from ho and a set of very exquisite-looking tea ware. In fact, this set wasn’t cheap at all.
This year, the gifts are Moutai and a set of accompanying wine glasses.
Though the shipping cost is more than the price of the liquor, the sentint has indeed been conveyed.
Putting aside the suitability of giving liquor to a driver, when Zhou Guanyu finds out that the birthday gift from Qin Miao is the sa as what’s given to others, no matter how good their relationship is, it will be affected to so extent.
Not realizing it’s too late to send a birthday gift and deliberately being perfunctory about it are two different things.
So Qing straightforwardly replied, "Nope, think for yourself."
Before Qin Miao could say anything else, Qing added, "Don’t stay up too late playing gas, that’s it, I’ve said my piece, you should rest early."
After saying this, Qing directly hung up the phone, leaving Qin Miao staring helplessly at the call-ended screen on his phone.
Scratching his head with a bit of a headache, Qin Miao really didn’t know what would be suitable to gift Zhou Guanyu.
As for just picking sothing from the items he redeed with lottery points to give to Zhou Guanyu, Qin Miao never considered it.
After all, those items hold little value for both Qin Miao and Zhou Guanyu.
Suddenly thinking of the system, Qin Miao had a sudden flash of inspiration. He still had a shipping container key.
Wouldn’t gifting Zhou Guanyu this be much more creative than those ordinary birthday gifts?
It would definitely be interesting.
Qin Miao knew Zhou Guanyu and was sure he would like sothing like this.
Thinking of this, Qin Miao quickly made a note on his phone to prevent himself from forgetting Zhou Guanyu’s birthday.
After taking care of this, Qin Miao beca engrossed in the gaming world for over half an hour before going to bed.
The next day, after completing his daily training, Qin Miao called up Ken and headed to the paddock.
To Qin Miao’s surprise, the young Spaniards were indeed stubborn. The current environnt showed no signs of improvent and even signs of worsening, yet these people were pushing against the tide, with only a few people at the driver’s entrance but a noticeable queue at the track entrance.
Even though these people were wearing masks as required by the organizers, it’s a place where crowds gather, so what might happen there needs no further guessing.
Qin Miao didn’t think they were unaware of this point, but despite that, people were still heading into the paddock.
Honestly, Qin Miao was genuinely impressed by these people, willing to overlook their own safety just to watch a race.
Of course, this might also involve differing values between nations and their people; it’s normal for a Chinese person like Qin Miao not to understand the Spaniards’ thoughts.
The organizers were equally absurd for selling tickets under such circumstances.
One dares to sell, and another dares to co.
This absolutely epitomizes entertainnt to the death.
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