However, how much exactly it increased, Qin Miao wasn’t clear. All these details were sothing Qing handled for Qin Miao.
So it was just an ordinary evening; in a sowhat famous law firm, under the witness of a lawyer and a Yili representative, Qin Miao signed his na on the endorsent contract, receiving $35 million in funds.
Of course, this money is taxable.
Qin Miao and Qing had the sa perspective on this matter. Although their family wasn’t excessively wealthy, as long as they did not spend extravagantly, the two of them would be financially secure for life. Life quality would be ensured, and there would be enough money to support their elderly family mbers.
So, they both agreed that not a single penny of the tax should be evaded; they should not exploit legal loopholes.
After this matter was settled, Yili began a full-scale promotion in the dostic market using Qin Miao.
The heat from Qin Miao’s outstanding performance in Monaco hadn’t faded yet, so Yili’s wave of publicity was perfectly tid.
On Thursday, Qin Miao didn’t slack off, following a regular training schedule in the morning and spending the entire afternoon on the team’s simulator.
Knowing that reaching a track proficiency of 1000 would grant a Purple Lottery, Qin Miao decided to max out his proficiency on all the tracks that hadn’t reached 1000.
However, this was a large project that couldn’t be completed in a short ti, so Qin Miao didn’t rush, taking it slow.
Coincidentally, there was a race in Azerbaijan coming up, so in the afternoon, Qin Miao worked on boosting his street track proficiency for Baku, balancing practice and leveling up.
On Friday, Qin Miao resud work.
On Saturday, Qin Miao mainly participated in the research and discussion of new upgraded parts for the race car.
Red Bull was giving close chase this season, so the team invested most of its resources into upgrading this season’s race car.
Moreover, due to the introduction of budget cap rules, rcedes no longer had ample resources to trial and maintain dual-line developnt.
Of course, in etings of this level, Qin Miao mostly could only listen. Being clueless about car design, all he could do was provide feedback on the changes he sensed while using a simulator.
After the eting, Qin Miao received so not-so-great news; following evaluations by the team’s engineers, the lifespan of Qin Miao’s race car engine showed a noticeable decline.
It was as if in the previous races, the engine’s wear curve was a very smooth downward slope, but after coming to Monaco, the line sharply dipped downward.
However, the engine was still usable; there was no problem with running practice sessions, but for the main race, the engine’s endurance was insufficient.
Fortunately, having a new engine ant Qin Miao would have a race-ready engine in the best condition for the Azerbaijan race, signifying more powerful engine output during the main race phase.
Just like batteries, the charging and discharging performance of a new battery is always better than an old one.
On Sunday, Qin Miao got up early, brought along by Qing to Zhou Guanyu’s house.
It was Zhou Guanyu’s birthday today, and both Qing and Qin Miao had prepared their respective gifts.
Qing’s present for Zhou Guanyu was more practical. This girl directly bought the Fire Desert Eagle that Major player Niko used, from him.
It wasn’t too expensive, only costing $20,000.
As for Qin Miao, he presented the item he had won from a system lottery, a container with excellent after-sales service.
If you wanted what was inside the container, soone at the dock would help you transport it. If you didn’t want it, the dock had people who would recycle miscellaneous items for a slightly lower price than the market.
Both Qin Miao and Qing knew the password to Zhou Guanyu’s house door lock, so Qin Miao didn’t hesitate to enter the password and open Zhou Guanyu’s door.
At this ti, Zhou Guanyu hadn’t even gotten up yet.
After all, it’s a Sunday, and young people nowadays rarely get up early in the morning.
Once inside Zhou Guanyu’s ho, Qin Miao placed their gifts on the living room table and quietly tiptoed towards Zhou Guanyu’s bedroom.
Qing watched her boyfriend’s cautious movents, secretly muttering in her heart about his childishness, but couldn’t resist her curiosity and quietly followed along.
At this mont, Zhou Guanyu’s bedroom was pitch dark; Zhou Guanyu likely adjusted it through an app. Even though it was almost 10 a.m., the smart curtains hadn’t automatically opened.
Zhou Guanyu slept in a very proper posture, lying flat on his back on the bed.
Seeing Zhou Guanyu’s sleeping position, Qin Miao had an idea.
Qin Miao quietly exited the room and went to the kitchen, locating the ingredients Qing arranged to be delivered last night.
Since it was a friend’s birthday, Qing believed eating out was less cozy than having a al at ho with all friends gathered together. Additionally, Zhou Guanyu hadn’t tasted any Chinese cuisine in quite so ti and was craving it.
Since the birthday boy wanted to eat, Qing naturally needed to et this wish, so she prepared the ingredients a day in advance and had them delivered.
Qin Miao sifted through the pile of ingredients and found a bag of lemons.
He opened it and took out a lemon.
At this mont, Qing arrived behind Qin Miao, also curious about what mischief Qin Miao was planning.
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