How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 579 - 248: Leaving Home

Boss Zhou was a bit surprised: "With your level of fame, wouldn't sitting in economy class on a plane cause a stir?"

Qin Miao smiled awkwardly: "Actually, my fame isn't that big in the country. Even though my main base is here, the audience for F1 is too small domestically. On the plane, only one fan recognized me, and I just gave the fan an autograph and took a photo, and that was it."

"Oh, speaking of autographs." Boss Zhou said as he started boiling water on the electric stove, "Hold on a sec."

He ran out again, and when he came back, he had a large box in his hands. And that wasn't all; when Boss Zhou came back, he was followed by an employee Qin Miao had seen at the cash register, holding another large box.

Just like Boss Zhou, he too was holding a large box.

Qin Miao was about to get up and help Boss Zhou with the boxes, but Boss Zhou said, "Don't move, don't move, I got it."

At first, Qin Miao didn't sense anything unusual until Boss Zhou put the boxes down and opened them. Qin Miao's mouth twitched when he saw what was inside.

Each of the large boxes was full of Mercedes team uniforms.

Seeing this scene, Qin Miao had a bad feeling, which persisted until Boss Zhou pulled out a golden autograph pen.

"So, Qin Miao, quite a few of my friends and younger folks wanted your autograph after finding out about our good relationship. Please, if you could do me this favor."

Qin Miao naturally couldn't refuse Boss Zhou's request. Despite his twitching lips, he took the pen and started signing the Mercedes team uniforms.

While signing, Qin Miao curiously asked, "Uncle Zhou, are these clothes authentic? Where did you buy them?"

Boss Zhou, while helping Qin Miao unwrap the team uniforms, said, "All of them were bought from the F1 official website."

"I remember these clothes aren't cheap, right?"

"Not too bad, just over five hundred per piece."

Qin Miao glanced briefly and calculated there were at least forty or fifty sets of Mercedes team uniforms, totaling about twenty-five thousand yuan.

For the average working class, this isn't a small amount, but clearly, Boss Zhou isn't strapped for cash, so when he says it's not much, he's not bragging.

Qin Miao had thoroughly honed his autograph skills and speed in the pits abroad.

The QM initials and the Chinese characters for Qin Miao flowed quickly and beautifully. It took him only a little over ten minutes to finish fifty signatures.

But sometimes when signing abroad, Qin Miao also liked to use the name Qin Sanshui.

After all, compared to Qin Miao, the characters for Sanshui have fewer strokes.

And the fans who got Qin Miao's signature were overjoyed, as it felt like hitting the jackpot with a rare special signature from Qin Miao.

After finishing all the autographs, Boss Zhou grinned as he packed everything up. He then said a bit sheepishly, "Qin, you came to visit me and I didn't prepare a gift for you, just made you busy. But don't worry, you know I'm not a stingy person. I'll definitely prepare something you'll both love as a thank you gift."

"But that gift still needs some time to prepare, so just wait and see."

Qin Miao casually capped the pen and said, "Uncle Zhou, with our relationship, it's just a few signatures; talking like this seems too formal."

Boss Zhou just smiled in response but didn't continue.

After handing all the clothes to the front desk staff to be put away, Boss Zhou went to his desk and carefully picked up the box containing the steering wheel.

Then Qin Miao saw Boss Zhou open the safe in his office and take out some gold, clearing a spot to put the steering wheel back in.

Perhaps in Boss Zhou's eyes, the steering wheel Qin Miao gave him was more important than the gold.

Although, if you insist, the weight of Qin Miao's steering wheel, about a kilo, was indeed more valuable than the same size in gold.

After carefully storing it, Boss Zhou stood up and let out a long breath, as if a great weight had been lifted.

Boss Zhou then returned to sit in the main seat at the coffee table. Now back to normal, one could tell from his smile that he was genuinely happy.

"How long are you staying this summer break?" Boss Zhou asked while making tea.

"About ten days. We'll head back to the UK in about a week." It was Qimeng who replied, as these matters were typically arranged by Qimeng, making things easier for Qin Miao.

Boss Zhou nodded in understanding: "Planning to go anywhere during this time?"

"If there are no surprises, I'll probably stay home and accompany my family these days, and head back to the UK when it's time."

"Sounds good, especially since it's not the best time to be traveling around." Boss Zhou nodded and handed the brewed tea to both of them: "By the way, you two have been together for a while now, when's the wedding? Make sure to invite me."

"We just met with Meng's parents today, and once we hit the right age, we'll get our marriage certificate. But we're not planning on having a wedding reception," Qin Miao said.