Some social media celebrities, saying this and that, doing this and that, spending money to buy face-time on Weibo, were pushed away.
Qin Miao’s Weibo account suddenly gained 1.4 million followers, and they were all real people, not data bought for money.
Many celebrities also began to swarm like hungry sharks to share the spotlight, offering congratulations to Qin Miao on their Weibo accounts.
Of course, Qin Miao was unaware of these things; he had just stepped off the podium and handed his champagne to Reyes, asking him to share it with the other team staff, while he returned, like Hamilton, to the team’s residence to rinse off the sticky wine and change into a new team uniform.
On the way back, Hamilton didn’t forget to chat with Qin Miao, and their relationship took a significant leap forward after this race.
"How long have you two known each other?"
"Who? My girlfriend?" Qin Miao thought for a moment before replying, "I don’t remember; it’s been a long time anyway."
"Honestly, I’m a bit envious of you," Hamilton said sincerely.
Qin Miao recalled and couldn’t find anything in himself that might be envied by Hamilton, "Is there anything special about me?"
"You have a pure emotion that hasn’t been mixed with any other stuff," Hamilton said, patting Qin Miao’s shoulder with sincerity, "With my current status and position, I simply can’t get a genuine, pure, and beautiful emotion like yours, so I envy you.
Treasuring this emotion is important, as if you miss it, there won’t be a second one."
Qin Miao looked at the suddenly sentimental Hamilton with some puzzlement, thinking, "Why is he acting so weird?"
And seeing Qin Miao’s eyes almost overflowing with clear foolishness, Hamilton smacked his lips, realizing that Qin Miao probably wouldn’t understand his sentiments, so he didn’t dwell on that topic.
"By the way, don’t go looking for Toto about the competition issue; I’ll talk to him for you," Hamilton said suddenly as they arrived at the Mercedes team’s P room door.
Qin Miao was taken aback and realized what Hamilton was referring to.
Scratching his head, Qin Miao’s perspective on the team’s orders was simply to let bygones be bygones.
Besides, regardless of the process of today’s race, the result was satisfactory to Qin Miao.
As long as Toto doesn’t give him such orders again, Qin Miao wouldn’t have any additional feelings.
Whether people call Qin Miao stupid or say he’s short-sighted, this was indeed Qin Miao’s truest thought at that moment.
But from Hamilton’s attitude, it seemed guy wanted to stand up for him?
"No need, the matter is already resolved," Qin Miao shook his head, refusing.
However, Hamilton didn’t seem to agree, ignoring Qin Miao’s words and saying sincerely, "You must fight for some benefits. That’s the way to survive in the paddock. If you don’t fight for certain rights, others won’t see you as generous, only as weak and easy to bully."
Qin Miao blinked; truthfully, he didn’t quite understand where Hamilton found this caring attitude, unless it was really because of an incident involving team orders where he helped him defend a second position?
Qin Miao couldn’t comprehend it, but seeing Hamilton’s demeanor, Qin Miao decided not to say much more: since you’re insisting, I won’t dissuade you. Do whatever makes you happy.
"Alright, if you insist."
"Don’t worry, I’ll make sure Toto gives you a satisfactory answer," Hamilton swore confidently.
Afterward, the two returned to the team residence, changed clothes, and wiped their faces quickly with towels.
The team’s house had a bathroom but no shower facilities; using a damp towel was the best they could manage at the time.
Moreover, during the celebration, most of the wine fell on their faces and clothes, with protective fire-retardant underlayers shielding their bodies from the wine, eliminating the need for extra cleaning.
After washing up and carrying their trophies, the two returned to the team’s P room together.
By this time, all the Mercedes team members were already waiting in the pit area corridor, and once the two drivers and Reyes arrived with their trophies, everyone had smiles on their faces.
Qin Miao walked into the crowd familiarly, accepting congratulations from the staff with a smile shared by his car crew members one by one in hugs.
Then it came to the high-ranking members of the Mercedes team; Toto Wolff, James Allison, and Ron Meadows were all waiting for Qin Miao to finish celebrating with his crew members before coming to him, congratulating him on his excellent achievements in the race. Fresh chapters posted on novel✶fire.net
After some pleasantries and greetings, the three placed their trophies at the P room door, and all the Mercedes team members gathered. Qin Miao and Hamilton stood beside the trophy, with indicators behind it that read Qin Miao’s name and the race position, alongside a flag of Qin Miao’s country.
Hamilton on the other side was the same.