CHAPTER 570: CHAPTER 246: HOME

After the interview, I returned to the team headquarters and changed my clothes, then met up with O’Kang and Vettel. The three of us went together to attend the post-race press conference.

An hour later, Qin Miao finally left the scene of the press conference.

Without saying goodbye to Toto, Qin Miao’s work was already done. After picking up Barber, the two of them were ready to head straight to the airport to catch a flight back to England.

Going straight back to England after the race was something both had planned in advance.

But due to Qin Miao’s work, Barber couldn’t pre-book the tickets.

After all, even the FIA can’t determine when a race might finish.

So normally, Qin Miao and Barber book flights back to England only after a race is over.

And inevitably, once at the airport, there’s usually quite a wait before the flight takes off.

Qin Miao often needs to wait in the lounge.

It’s worth mentioning that normally, drivers will take some time before the summer break to wrap up their work at the team, but because Qin Miao hadn’t been worked too hard by the team, he basically had no unfinished tasks or handover procedures within the team.

Therefore, he could go directly on holiday without needing to report to the team again.

Typically, public figures like Qin Miao are frequent flyers with major airlines and have access to private lounges.

But today, the airline Qin Miao usually books didn’t have a flight, so he booked a flight with a local Hungarian airline.

And with this company, Qin Miao didn’t have VIP status, so he could only go to the first-class lounge while waiting for his flight.

Of course, as the freshly-minted Hungarian Grand Prix champion, Qin Miao naturally attracted quite a few onlookers. After dealing with several fans, Qin Miao was able to move to the VIP private lounge with the help of the airport staff.

Sitting in the private VIP lounge, Qin Miao let out a sigh and suddenly envied Toto and Hamilton.

Having a private jet is really convenient. No need to wait; make a call and leave whenever you want.

Why didn’t Qin Miao hitch a ride with his teammates or Toto back to England this time?

The main reason is that after the summer break, these two aren’t planning to return to England. Hamilton is headed to Monaco, and Toto is going to Austria; Qin Miao just isn’t going in the same direction.

If he was, wouldn’t Qin Miao try to catch a ride?

The key is there’s no opportunity, you know.

So while waiting for the flight, Qin Miao couldn’t help but wonder if he should buy a plane.

Honestly, ever since Qin Miao started flying around the world for each Grand Prix, he’s had the idea of buying a plane.

After all, for someone like Qin Miao now, a plane is almost equivalent to a car for regular people in daily travel; it’s a necessary mode of transportation.

Of course, although Qin Miao now has both the reason and the means to buy a plane, it’s not something he can decide on a whim.

He must return home and discuss it with Qimeng before making a decision to buy a plane.

Quickly, the plane took off. The flight from Hungary to England didn’t take long, but when Qin Miao and Barber landed, it was already around 8 PM local time in England.

As usual, after an F1 Grand Prix, Qin Miao and Barber parted ways at the airport.

Once outside, Qin Miao saw a familiar face in a familiar spot.

Smiling, he went over to give his beloved a long-awaited hug; they held each other for a long time before letting go.

While walking to the car that Qimeng had driven over, they chatted about the amusing things that had happened while they were apart.

They continued chatting about daily life as they drove home.

After dinner, a bath, the couple indulged in that favorite activity of newly reunited spouses.

The next day, as usual, Qin Miao was woken up early by his biological clock, while Qimeng slept in until noon, albeit getting up with a slight limp but looking refreshed and radiant.

When Qimeng got up, Qin Miao was sitting in the backyard, checking the drivers’ chat group on his phone, where they were discussing their summer break travel plans; a stack of documents lay next to his chair.

These were the team’s data collection reports from yesterday’s race.

There was also an upgrade plan and the progress of the upgrades from the team.

Generally, drivers don’t have access to these, and even if they do, no driver wants to see such bothersome things during their vacation.

But Qin Miao is special; he often visits the team factory out of interest, and it’s perfectly valid to call him Mercedes’ other technical director. So the team usually sends Qin Miao a copy of internal documents related to upgrades and other matters.

Sometimes they even call to ask his opinion.

But seeing that Qimeng was awake, Qin Miao naturally put down what he was holding and with a smile said, "Awake?"

Qimeng rolled her eyes at Qin Miao and muttered under her breath, "Beast."

Then she said, "Hmm.

Oh, and by the way, our flight home is tomorrow, direct from London to Shanghai, just the two of us, so don’t stay up too late tonight."

"Okay." Qin Miao replied with a sigh, "Other drivers truly get to rest during their summer break, while I still have to run around everywhere."