How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 847 - 340: FIA Year-End Awards Ceremony (6K, Bonus 4/16)

This is essentially a banquet, only with an award segment and performances during the banquet process.

When Qin Miao and Zhou Guanyu entered the main hall, they saw a runway-like stage, with tables on both sides.

A rough count showed about thirty tables, with many already seated, although most people were still in the exhibition hall chatting with colleagues or friends they knew.

"Any plans for the evening?" Zhou Guanyu asked before they parted ways.

"I shouldn't have much going on. After the banquet, I might chat with Toto and the others for a bit, then head straight back to Monaco," Qin Miao replied after thinking it over.

"Oh, in that case, never mind. I was hoping you might be going to the UK after the banquet and could give me a lift," Zhou Guanyu said with a hint of regret, smacking his lips before waving to Qin Miao, saying, "Catch you later."

Qin Miao nodded.

Although the seats for F1 and F2 weren't too far apart, there were still three or four tables between the two groups. Naturally, the two of them had to part ways if they weren't sitting together.

Then Qin Miao, under the guidance of the event staff, proceeded to the seat with his name on it.

The seating arrangement for this banquet was different from those in China; it was organized by team order.

So next to Qin Miao's seat were Toto and Hamilton.

Once Qin Miao sat down, he saw Toto and his wife chatting with others nearby.

At the same time, sitting near Hamilton was his physical trainer, Angela, whom Qin Miao spotted.

Meanwhile, sharing the same table with Qin Miao were Vettel, Stroll, the Aston Martin team leader, and two McLaren drivers.

But at that moment, they hadn't arrived yet; only their names and team logos were on the table.

Meanwhile, other team leaders and drivers with friendly relations with the Mercedes team weren't seated too far from them either.

Once seated, Hamilton glanced over immediately.

Looking at Qin Miao, who seemed to let out a sigh of relief and noticeably slouched, Hamilton jokingly said, "It seems like you're not quite used to these events."

Qin Miao shook his head, "I'd rather race one more Grand Prix on the track, or if you'd let me, I'd prefer to run a 24-hour endurance race in iRacing."

Upon hearing this instinctive, heartfelt remark from Qin Miao, Hamilton's smile froze for a moment as he pondered over how his attitude towards F1 had changed since he entered the sport.

Hamilton said nothing more to Qin Miao and instead picked up his red wine glass to take a sip.

Both Qin Miao and Verstappen were like this. Rather than skillfully mingling with the crowd and attending events to make money, they preferred to work on their fitness or spend more time on simulators honing their driving skills.

Soon, Toto returned from socializing, and upon seeing Qin Miao smartly dressed in a suit and bow tie, Toto raised an eyebrow in surprise and said, "I didn't expect you to look so handsome in a suit."

Qin Miao looked down at what Qimeng said was a custom-made outfit and slightly adjusted the bow tie around his neck, saying, "Handsome? I don't really feel it. I just want to take off this damn bow tie; it's been choking me all the way, but I'm worried if I take it off, the tie I put on will be crooked."

"Well, that's tough. Even though you look handsome today and helped the team win the world championship, I'm not going to help a man with his bow tie," Toto immediately declined.

"No, I wasn't suggesting you help with my bow tie, I was just complaining," Qin Miao retorted. "Looks like I've got to stay uncomfortable for a while." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

"Actually, you can go roam around now; just come back before the banquet starts. You seem uneasy; you might as well chat with drivers you know," Toto suggested.

Qin Miao thought about it and agreed. Indeed, he had nothing much to do at the moment.

Moreover, foreign banquets seemed different from those at home. Before the start, just plates and cutlery were placed in front of Qin Miao, with nothing to eat.

Evidently, it wasn't appropriate for Qin Miao to take out his phone to play, so he found himself a bit bored.

And no matter what, since the Gulfstream Company had proactively gifted him a plane, this wasn't something only Zhou Guanyu should know. He had to "share" this good news with his other friends.

"Maybe you're right." Saying this, Qin Miao stood up and looked around. His keen eyesight quickly spotted the positions of the Ferrari team drivers and team leaders.

At that moment, Steiner, Vassel, and Binotto were huddled together, chatting excitedly, clearly indicating significant upgrades for Ferrari's car next season.

Qin Miao glanced across the three of them, swiftly moving his eyes to Leclerc.

At that moment, Leclerc was sitting alone in the section for the Ferrari team, playing on his phone.

No one was sitting beside Leclerc, so Qin Miao went over.

Sitting next to Leclerc, the latter initially thought it was Binotto beside him since Qin Miao took Binotto's seat.