How Did I Become an F1 Driver?
Chapter 46 - 40: O’Kang

Chapter 46: Chapter 40: O’Kang

The two quickly entered the VIP entrance.

Qin Miao had initially thought the event was of high caliber, but he hadn’t expected it to be at such an extraordinary level.

A thick, plush red carpet was laid out along the path leading inside from the VIP entrance, and it was obvious at first glance that its material was of high quality, undoubtedly expensive, and comfortable to walk on.

Most importantly, the red carpet was very long, and even after entering the VIP entrance, they still couldn’t see where it ended.

As they walked on, a turn revealed that the end of the red carpet led to a modern building wrapped in glass curtain walls.

Walking on the red carpet, Qin Miao indeed felt slightly uneasy.

After all, it was a feeling he was experiencing for the first time.

Even though Qin Miao had acquired a system only novel protagonists would have, which provided professional knowledge about racing, it didn’t change his mindset or understanding of the world.

So facing such high-end matters for the first time, Qin Miao found himself a bit at a loss.

Qimeng was also initially puzzled, as she had thought it was merely a high-standard race. But judging from what she had seen recently,

the atmosphere seemed more like an exclusive private gathering rather than just a race.

However, Qimeng was just somewhat confused, but soon calmed down after coming back to her senses.

A high-end gathering is just that, after all, since she had the invitation. The only issue was that, not knowing the details here, they dressed casually. Apart from this, no one could find fault with her or Qin Miao.

Thinking of Qin Miao, Qimeng instinctively turned to look at him, noticing he seemed a bit absent-minded.

Considering the current environment, Qimeng smiled, realizing that he got nervous after noticing the unusual setting.

She reached over and held Qin Miao’s large hand in her small one, smiling and asking, "What’s wrong?"

"Hmm? Uh...nothing."

Qimeng tightened her grip on his hand and said, "It’s okay, I’m here with you."

Just that simple "I’m here with you" and Qimeng’s small hand holding his eased much of Qin Miao’s initial confusion and anxiety.

It’s hard to imagine how the warmth from the petite girl beside him, her smile, and those simple words could provide Qin Miao with such a boost in confidence.

The carpet led straight to the building’s entrance, and from a distance, they could see the staff at the door.

Qin Miao had good eyesight; from nearly 200 meters away, he could discern that a woman was standing at the entrance, dressed in an elegant, gray, tight-fitting cheongsam.

As they got closer, Qin Miao could clearly see the features and demeanor of the staff member greeting them at the door.

The cheongsam on the staff was of excellent quality, perfectly complementing her figure, clearly a custom high-end handcrafted item.

The distinctive features of the cheongsam were well highlighted on her.

It was form-fitting, waist-defining, hip-enhancing, radiating a delicate aura from within.

Plus, with her gentle temperament, she was like a quintessential Jiangnan beauty appearing before them.

For a moment, Qimeng even thought she shouldn’t just be a receptionist but a daughter from a wealthy family.

Qin Miao scrutinized her carefully, observing with earnest interest.

Standing by Qin Miao, Qimeng saw his actions but wasn’t upset; instead, she also sized up the woman with him.

Qimeng’s assurance had its reasons, as Qin Miao wasn’t thinking anything inappropriate; he was contemplating where to buy such attire for Qimeng to wear for him...

This was why Qimeng was assured...

The staff responsible for reception felt a bit puzzled seeing the young couple curiously observe her.

But as a professional service staff, her expression remained unchanged, maintaining a smile as they regarded her.

The first to recover was Qin Miao, who, having decided to check on cheongsam prices on Taobao after the race, shifted his gaze inside the building.

Through the double glass doors, Qin Miao saw a massive interior space inside, filled with supercars.

Basically, you could see any supercar that could be registered in the country here.

Seeing Qin Miao divert his attention inside, the receptionist prepared to open the glass door for him.

Just as Qin Miao was about to step forward, Qimeng told the eager Qin Miao, "You go ahead first; I have some questions I want to ask."

Qin Miao blinked, deciding not to rush as a little wait wouldn’t delay much.

Qimeng spoke up, "Excuse me, I have some questions I wish to ask."

The woman slightly bowed in response, "Please, go ahead."

"Is there a gathering being held here? The invitation we received didn’t specify the event details."

The receptionist seemed momentarily taken aback by Qimeng’s question, as those holding an invitation should surely know the purpose here.

After all, those issuing the invitation would have explained it to the recipients.

However, her excellent professionalism kept her composed, with only a brief pause that seemed contemplative.

"Yes, this gathering is organized by several car agents in Shanghai, mainly inviting VIP and potential clients of these brands," she patiently explained, "During the gathering, there will be undisclosed new car launches, and you can test drive these cars. F1 drivers will also offer guidance."

"Additionally, many entertainment activities will be available, such as singer performances, charity auctions, racing, and wine tasting."

Her explanation provided a clear overview of the situation there.

This was a sphere Qin Miao and Qimeng would never encounter in their normal lives.

And the race Qin Miao cared about was just one of many side events in this gathering.

Qimeng nodded in understanding, while Qin Miao became excited.

He didn’t care about other things; what had he heard? There would be F1 drivers offering guidance! This made Qin Miao utterly thrilled.

Before Qimeng could say anything, Qin Miao impatiently asked, "Which F1 driver will be giving guidance?"

Though the receptionist didn’t appear particularly knowledgeable about racing, she smoothly answered upon hearing Qin Miao’s question, "The reserve driver for the Mercedes-Benz team: Esteban Ocon."

Qin Miao: ...!!!

Although Ocon, due to various reasons, was currently without a team, he was still someone who had raced in F1 and was undoubtedly skilled.

Moreover, he was quite young, and after a year of settling, there was a possibility of him returning to the track.

Qin Miao felt that with his guidance, his skills could significantly improve.