CHAPTER 571: CHAPTER 246: HOME

Qimeng sat down next to Qin Miao, and after hearing Qin Miao’s complaints, she said, "Be content, at least you’re getting paid. Back when we were studying, we didn’t even have the chance to earn this much money."

Qin Miao thought she had a point.

During their student days, Qimeng at least had five yuan pocket money every day, while Qin Miao only had breakfast money, rarely exceeding five yuan a day. If he wanted to snack on something like spicy strips, he had to skip breakfast or treat the spicy strips as breakfast.

Whenever he saw Qimeng with snacks, Qin Miao would have to ask her to share.

"By the way, I’ve got your agency all set up, with the staff, equipment, and office location all sorted. Do you want to go have a look?" Qimeng suggested, seeing that Qin Miao was planning to stay home all day.

Qin Miao glanced at her, "If I go, do I also need to meet with the employees, have a meal, and take photos with each of them? Sign autographs?"

Qimeng paused, "But they’re working for you after all. Since the company was established, the employees haven’t even met their boss. Does that sound right to you?"

"Nope, too tired. There’s a ton of stuff waiting for me after the summer break. I just want to rest today," Qin Miao said firmly.

Qimeng furrowed her attractive eyebrows, recalling half a month ago when she single-handedly set up Qin Miao’s company’s framework. Faced with curious questions from the employees: "Boss, are you really Qin Miao’s girlfriend? Is this company actually Qin Miao’s? When can we meet Qin Miao? Can we ask Qin Miao for an autograph?"

At the time, Qimeng didn’t hesitate to assure her employees that they would be able to meet Qin Miao after the summer break.

And now... Qimeng looked at Qin Miao, who had been a formidable presence on the F1 racetrack, now slumped like a couch potato on a chair, unwilling to move.

It seemed that without some drastic measures, Qin Miao wouldn’t likely comply with her wishes.

So Qimeng coughed lightly and said, "I bought two sets of backless evening dresses..."

"Alright! Let’s go now! Move!"

Qimeng looked speechlessly at Qin Miao who jumped up from the chair.

...

In the afternoon, Qin Miao, with a charming smile on his face, showed up in front of his agency’s employees.

After all, it was a company dedicated solely to Qin Miao, known for not extending externally, focusing mainly on arranging his event schedule, booking flights, and managing social accounts.

Thus, the number of employees wasn’t too large, only thirteen, and among them, quite a few were women.

Qin Miao was considered somewhat of a celebrity in the UK at the moment, so his appearance immediately captured the attention of all company employees, receiving a warm welcome.

As Qimeng introduced them, several bold female employees even gave Qin Miao cheek kisses right in front of boss Qimeng.

Afterwards, the proceedings went as Qin Miao predicted; after meeting, he chatted with each employee, handed out autographs, took photos, and there were even requests for Qin Miao to write notes for their children.

Luckily, Qin Miao’s agency served only him, with not too many employees, and he managed to deal with everyone in less than an hour.

Then, after the busy session, everyone had dinner together in the evening.

After dinner, Qin Miao took a large group photo with everyone from the company in an open area.

Qimeng left the night’s entertainment arrangements to the company’s management, as both she and Qin Miao didn’t participate, given they had a flight to catch back home the next day.

As previously mentioned, they were heading back home, so after returning they didn’t do much else. Despite Qin Miao’s eagerness upon seeing Qimeng’s two backless evening dresses, she still restrained him.

The next day, they drove to Heathrow Airport.

Although Qin Miao was considered a VIP at the airport, he still went fully armed.

Primarily because both were eager to return home quickly.

To secure a quick direct flight home, they couldn’t find any first class seats available.

Despite Emirates Airlines offering first class, it involved layovers, with flight durations typically around 21 hours or even more than 30 hours.

In comparison, Air China’s direct flights only took 11 hours, but the downside was there was only economy class.

After discussing, both decided to overcome the challenge, and Qin Miao chose to be discreet on the plane.

Their flight was at noon and would arrive at Pudong International Airport at 6:40 AM Beijing time, with a total flying time of 11 hours 20 minutes.

Regarding quarantine upon arrival, Yili had already arranged everything.

If it weren’t for Yili’s assistance, considering the domestic epidemic response, Qin Miao wouldn’t dare return, primarily fearing he might miss the Belgian Grand Prix post-summer break due to quarantine in China.

Additionally, Qin Miao wasn’t worried about getting infected personally, as his System Skills claimed immunity from diseases.

Initially, Qin Miao didn’t want Qimeng to return, but she also missed home, and naturally, he couldn’t stop her.

During the flight, although Qin Miao confessed his identity to the purser and received a discreet window seat, it was impossible for him to avoid the restroom on a flight lasting over ten hours.