Qin Miao shrugged it off: "Don’t you have a girlfriend now? And you change one every other day. I think people like us should be the ones envious of you, right?"
Hamilton didn’t argue, he just smiled and looked at Qin Miao before asking, "If I could, I’d swap places with you."
Qin Miao quickly waved his hand: "No need, I think my life is pretty good right now."
"Didn’t you just say you were really envious of ?" Hamilton asked with a smile.
Qin Miao spread his hands: "I was talking about people like who get married and can’t live it up wildly outside anymore.
But not , I think my wife is wonderful and fulfills all my beautiful fantasies about won."
"See, that’s what I envy about you guys." Hamilton raised his glass: "Don’t look at how often I change girlfriends lately, most of these won are more about exchanging interests with , or it’s just a montary lust. At my level, unless I retire, it’s tough to find a sincere and pure relationship." After saying that, Hamilton downed the red wine in his glass in one go.
Seeing Hamilton look so lancholy, Qin Miao pondered in his heart.
This drink was not just Hamilton trying to drown his sorrows from losing on the track, but probably also his troubles in love.
"Lewis, you know , I’m a very warm-hearted person. If I could, I would lend a hand to my friends as much as possible, but honestly, I really can’t help you with this matter."
Hamilton just waved his hand, and then the three of them moved past this topic.
But Qin Miao, after all, is still young, and doesn’t have as much to talk about as Toto and Hamilton.
The two of them didn’t ignore Qin Miao like he was invisible; at least on the track, Qin Miao’s skills were recognized by the two of them, so in their daily lives and social circles off the track, they were willing to include Qin Miao.
So the two of them discussed so interesting anecdotes Qin Miao didn’t know about, talked about the silly things so drivers did inside the paddock, and then moved on to the cars no driver like Qin Miao could avoid, supercars.
And Qin Miao played the role of a listener during their conversation, without seeming out of place.
...
"Speaking of which, Lewis, what kind of car do you usually drive when you go out?" Qin Miao asked Hamilton when the topic turned to everyday cars for commuting.
"Cars?" Hamilton was taken aback for a mont, then readily said, "LaFerrari. I usually drive a LaFerrari; I have two, one is a special edition convertible, it’s a global limited edition."
Qin Miao was stunned. Damn, you’re a rcedes driver using a LaFerrari for your daily commute?
And saying this right in front of Toto, is that really appropriate? Drinking really gets you into trouble!
But seeing Toto’s indifferent expression, it seems he doesn’t care what cars his drivers use privately.
And compared to Hamilton, Qin Miao wasn’t much less of a rebel himself.
After all, there was a modified Ferrari 488 parked at his doorstep.
Many people had posted pictures of Qin Miao’s Ferrari 488 online; it wasn’t a secret that he owned a Ferrari 488 modified by Ferrari.
And regardless of whether it’s appropriate for a rcedes driver to drive a Ferrari to work, what Qin Miao asked Hamilton wasn’t even that. Hamilton thought he was asking what car he normally used for interviews or public events.
"No, what I ant was, what car do you normally use to go grocery shopping... no, that’s not right... I an, what car have you driven for the most hours in your life besides F1?" Qin Miao carefully reorganized his words.
Toto, curious as Hamilton pondered, asked, "Looking to buy a car?"
Qin Miao nodded: "The two cars at ho are both great, but strictly speaking, neither is a suitable commuter car. Especially that 488, after modification, it’s basically a race car that can run on the road, more than enough for the track, but the commuting driving experience is just so-so."
"Don’t you have an AMG GT R Black Series?" Hamilton asked, knowing it wasn’t a secret that rcedes had gifted Qin Miao a car when he joined rcedes.
Qin Miao nodded: "Yes, that’s right, I do have an AMG GT R; I rember you have one too, don’t you, Lewis?"
Hamilton nodded.
"That car is indeed good, it’s fine for regular commuting too.
But it only has two seats. Whenever I have a friend over, we need to take another car for anything."
After hearing Qin Miao’s needs, Toto said, "I’ve got so slots left. If it’s a car under one million euros, I can apply for it. Is there a rcedes model you fancy? I can apply for one for you."
Qin Miao shook his head: "No need, I’m not short on money; buying one myself isn’t a hassle. I haven’t figured out specifically what model I’m going to add, I mainly just want to see what kind of car Lewis drives so I can get a reference."
"Oh, if that’s your question, the car I drive the most is actually the AMG G63." Having drunk quite a bit, the knight finally rembered which car he used to go grocery shopping.
Qin Miao frowned and rubbed his chin, a G-Class, huh?
In the country, it’s certainly well-known, considered in the category of luxury vehicles.
But Qin Miao hadn’t sat in one, so he didn’t know what it felt like.
However, driving an F1 on the track has such a low perspective; in reality, he drives supercars, where the view is not that high either, getting a G-Class to improve visibility conditions is actually a good choice.
At this mont, Toto chipped in, "Actually, Lewis’s G63 isn’t a standard G63; his is a 6x6 special edition, and it’s already out of production..."
Qin Miao: "..."
Although it left him speechless, Hamilton’s vehicle did provide Qin Miao with certain inspiration.
The 6x6 off-road version is definitely higher than the standard G-Class.
Qin Miao pondered whether rcedes has anything higher than Hamilton’s 6x6 G-Class?
As he was pondering, Qin Miao’s peripheral vision caught soone walking over to greet Toto and saying they were heading back to rest.
This person was the head of logistics and transport for the rcedes team, mainly responsible for ensuring the team’s supplies are delivered to the paddock before each race day, setting up the team headquarters in advance, arranging various materials, and setting up the pit room.
Seeing this person, Qin Miao suddenly had a bright idea.
Damn, why do I need a bicycle? Just get a truck head! Then who can’t you transport!
After that person left, Qin Miao asked Toto, "Toto, do you have an allocation for rcedes’s heavy trucks? Get one."
Toto, after hearing Qin Miao’s question, looked at him like he was crazy.
This is Europe, not Arica. The internal space of European heavy truck cabs isn’t as large as Arican ones.
Even if you did get a heavy truck cab, only three people could sit inside, and frankly, it’s purely a functional vehicle. Its comfort level can’t be said to be nonexistent, but it’s definitely not comparable to passenger cars.
You driving such a vehicle, aside from sending young people to another world, wouldn’t have any notable effect...
"Why don’t you just buy an RV? I saw rcedes has an RV expected to be off the production line next year; it’s already prepared now, currently on the assembly line. If you want one, I can ask them to get you one. I’m sure if they knew it’s you who wants it, they wouldn’t mind gifting you one." Toto, seeing Qin Miao so excited, advised.
This is where the terrifying personal influence of F1 drivers becos evident.
If a certain F1 driver particularly loves a certain model of car, it’s foreseeable that sales of that model would increase to so extent.
Qin Miao scratched his head a bit bashfully, "That’d be embarrassing.
You probably know my ho address, right? Just have them deliver it directly."
Toto: I really can’t see what’s embarrassing for you.
ps. This Chapter is only 4K, another Chapter in the afternoon, hit a bit of a writer’s block, I hope the esteed readers can understand...
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