The key point is, during this process, Qin Miao can move around freely inside the plane, play gas, watch TV, or even use a decent-sized kitchen onboard to solve al problems.
After finishing the tour, Qin Miao and the group were getting ready to take off.
The pre-flight inspections were completed long before Qin Miao and the group arrived at the airport, and the fuel was topped up. Since too much fuel during landing could break the landing gear, this ti, Qin Miao's plane only had enough fuel to just reach Paris.
Now, they were just waiting for Qin Miao to finish placing their luggage.
After placing the luggage, Qin Miao suddenly rembered that Zhou Guanyu seed to still be in Abu Dhabi. Yesterday, he even saw Zhou post so lancholic words on his WeChat monts.
[I've been walking on thin ice my entire life, do you think I can reach the other shore?]
The picture attached was an aerial view of the Abu Dhabi racetrack.
Qin Miao wasn't exactly sure what Zhou Guanyu intended to express with this, but Qin Miao comnted below Zhou's post: [Hahahahaha]
A half-hour later, Zhou Guanyu deleted that mont.
Thinking it over, Qin Miao decided to call Zhou Guanyu. It wasn't to show off in front of his friends but simply considering that both were heading to France for an award ceremony, so it was convenient.
Soon, the call connected, and Zhou Guanyu's voice ca through from the other end: "Hello?"
"Where are you?"
"At the airport, getting ready to head straight to France for the FIA year-end award ceremony tonight. Why? Is there sothing planned after the ceremony tonight?" Zhou Guanyu knew that Qin Miao was heading the sa way, but since they didn't book tickets on the sa flight, they weren't traveling together.
Qin Miao's lips curled up uncontrollably: "No, I'm just mainly asking if you're at Abu Dhabi International Airport? How soon do you board?"
Zhou Guanyu was a bit puzzled: "Yeah, and there's only this one airport near Abu Dhabi. Where else would I be? Boarding is in half an hour. What's going on?"
Qin Miao couldn't suppress his smile: "Haha, nothing, just telling you to cancel your ticket and head to the small terminal on the east side of the airport."
Zhou Guanyu knew that terminal was specifically for private planes, and a lot of people were aware that Qin Miao liked hitching rides on other drivers' planes. During a gathering with Leclerc, Leclerc had joked to Zhou Guanyu about how Qin Miao would hitch rides shalessly, eating and drinking without any sense of boundary.
Of course, this teasing was more in a playful manner.
Therefore, Zhou Guanyu thought perhaps Qin Miao had managed to catch another ride with soone.
If his friend managed to hitch a ride on a plane, Zhou Guanyu naturally saw no reason not to join. Plus, traveling with Qin Miao was never boring, rejection never even crossed Zhou's mind.
But as he got up to cancel the ticket, Zhou Guanyu curiously asked, "Whose plane did you hitch this ti?"
Qin Miao gave a mysterious smile: "You'll know when you get here."
After hanging up, Qin Miao turned to Captain Sanchez and said, "Mr. Sanchez, could I trouble you to wait a while? I have a friend who needs to co over."
"As you wish, sir."
Seeing the other's respectful attitude, Qin Miao felt a bit uncomfortable.
Most people looked at Qin Miao the way fans look at a favorite driver, with excitent and enthusiasm. Besides that, the people Qin Miao t in the paddock were mostly workers who maintained a professional work-like attitude toward drivers of Qin Miao's caliber.
Due to his profession, Qin Miao usually drove himself everywhere, so he didn't have a driver.
Even when he was tired and didn't feel like driving, Qing and Barber would usually take over, so Qin Miao had never really experienced being treated with such deference.
Thus, for a mont, Qin Miao really felt awkward.
"Um, no need to call sir. Just call Qin Miao."
"Alright, Qin Miao."
During this ti, Qin Miao happened to notice the airplane's instrunt panel behind the captain.
Glancing at the airplane's instrunt panel, Qin Miao stroked his chin.
Hmm, he understood everything, and a glance was enough to know the function of every button on that instrunt panel, and he could also comprehend the data shown on the instrunts.
For a mont, Qin Miao felt a little itch in his hands.
What if he flew the plane to France himself?
Indeed, you secretly learned to fly a plane, unexpectedly acquired one of your own, and this was your first ti encountering an airplane instrunt panel. Any normal person would want to give it a try, curious about what it's like to fly a plane.
But Qin Miao restrained his urge, for the simple reason that both his wife and mother were on the plane.
Even though Qin Miao was confident he could take off, fly this plane smoothly, and land it safely.
But for safety considerations and to alleviate any worry for the two people he treasured the most, Qin Miao suppressed his impulsive idea.
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