How Did I Become an F1 Driver?
Chapter 47 - 41: New Mission

Chapter 47: Chapter 41: New Mission

Qin Miao was pleasantly surprised by this news, as not everyone who loves racing gets the chance to meet an F1 driver face-to-face and receive guidance from them.

Meanwhile, Qimeng began to ponder if there was a way to gain some resources or the support of prominent figures for Qin Miao at this gathering.

"Thank you for letting us know." Even though her mind was already racing with thoughts, Qimeng still politely expressed her gratitude.

Although her profession required her to help customers with their inquiries, Qimeng felt that basic respect and courtesy between people should always be given.

"You’re welcome, do you have any other questions?"

"Nothing else, can we go in now?"

"Of course." She pressed a hidden button, and a seemingly heavy glass door automatically opened, revealing a lavishly decorated interior to the two of them.

Qin Miao and Qimeng were just ordinary people, and they didn’t have a specific understanding of what makes a good interior design, relying mostly on subjective judgment and first impressions.

The large space before them gave off an impression of grandeur but without the gaudiness that can come from too much gold.

The balance of sensory elements was particularly precise.

Of course, Qin Miao’s focus wasn’t just on these.

Initially, the supercars on display under the spotlight were what drew Qin Miao’s attention, but now he knew that he could see O’Kang at today’s event.

So, in Qin Miao’s eyes, the allure of these supercars had significantly diminished.

After not spotting O’Kang and taking a look around, Qin Miao then turned his attention to the supercars present.

Stepping into the hall, he gazed at the Lamborghini, Bugatti, Pagani, Koenigsegg, Ferrari, McLaren, and AMG before him.

Qin Miao, who should be extremely excited, suddenly found himself uninterested. There was no way around it—there was someone more attractive than these cars.

However, amidst the lineup of supercars, Qin Miao did spot the Ferrari 488 Pista, a car he also owned.

Among top-tier supercars like the Porsche 918, Lamborghini Veneno, Centenario, Bugatti Veyron, and Pagani Huayra.

Qin Miao still preferred this car.

No other reason, a golden nest and a silver nest can’t compare to one’s own humble abode.

No matter how fast, beautiful, or expensive the other cars are, they weren’t Qin Miao’s and had nothing to do with him.

But this Ferrari 488 Pista was one that Qin Miao was sure to receive, so his feelings for it were undoubtedly different.

Maybe the system would give him this car at today’s gathering, but how would it be presented to him?

"Given the high caliber of this gathering, perhaps the racing competition’s reward is a Ferrari 488 Pista." Standing next to the red sports car, Qin Miao couldn’t help but think.

Before Qin Miao could think or act further, another beautiful receptionist in a cheongsam approached him.

After bowing apologetically to Qin Miao and Qimeng, she spoke, "I apologize for our oversight, we didn’t greet the esteemed guests promptly upon your arrival, please forgive our lack of service."

"I’m your guide, Zhuang Yuqin, you can call me Xiaozhuang, feel free to ask me any questions, and I’ll do my best to assist you."

Qimeng wanted to ask which prominent figures were attending today’s gathering, but considering she might not recognize them even if told, she decided not to.

Meanwhile, Qin Miao wanted to ask Zhuang Yuqin if he could sit in the Ferrari 488 Pista to experience what it feels like being in the driver’s seat.

But since it wasn’t his car, after some thought, Qin Miao decided not to ask.

If something happened to the car while he was inside, it would be a big hassle.

Even though Qimeng didn’t have any curious inquiries to make, she still asked a lot about today’s competition.

According to the responses, the race was just an add-on to the gathering, somewhat like a recreational activity.

Like a group of friends gathering for a meal, and after eating, they might gather to play mahjong.

But for the wealthy, especially the super-rich, even an add-on during their gatherings was of astonishingly high standards.

First, the race was conducted on an FIA-certified top-tier track: the Shanghai International Circuit.

It was just a gathering, yet they had booked the entire track for a whole day.

Secondly, the participants in the competition drove the top supercars on display today, and most importantly, guests could drive them for free.

Lastly, the race rewards were particularly unique.

They didn’t offer something money could buy, because these tycoons didn’t lack money, giving them money to attend a gathering would be meaningless.

So the rewards were things that couldn’t be bought with money.

The top three prizes included official driver status and all associated facilities.

For example, a driver’s team, coach, analyst, engineer, physical trainer, etc.

In short, everything a driver needs would be provided by the host.

As long as you secure a top-three position in the race, you could choose a manufacturer that has a racing team and sign an official driver contract with them.

That’s right, securing a top-three position in this competition could make you an official racing driver.

Although they said everything would be provided, it was essentially just a title given by the agents to these guests.

After all, those attending the event generally had net assets in the billions, and obtaining a free driver status would perhaps only be a bragging point, with no one actually being so reliant on this title to participate in races.

Because there was no need.

Most of the affluent attending were there to build connections, while a few who genuinely loved racing would only participate for leisure and wouldn’t abandon their businesses or positions to pursue a racing career in which they likely wouldn’t achieve much.

After all, racing is a sport that heavily relies on talent, and besides talent, you must begin training from a young age.

Hence, everyone knew it was only an additional entertainment to please the wealthy.

But after learning about the rewards of the competition, Qin Miao was truly excited.

What is poison to one person’s taste could be sweet to another.

For others, a seemingly meaningless driver contract was an absolute shortcut for Qin Miao.

As long as he secured this contract, Qin Miao might not necessarily participate in races, but at least he would have a contract with a renowned racing team.

Also, he could receive guidance from a professional racing coach, which would be tremendously beneficial for Qin Miao, who was in his formative years.

And at this moment: [Ding!]

[Task: Path to Fame]

[Task Requirements: Participate in the upcoming racing competition]

[Task Rewards:

Third: 10 White Lottery chances, $200,000 Racing Fund, All Attributes +1.

Second: 10 Blue Lottery chances, $2 Million Racing Fund, All Attributes +2.

First: 10 Purple Lottery chances, $20 Million Racing Fund, $100,000 RMB, All Attributes +5.

Fourth and below: 5 White Lottery chances.]

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