Qin Miao nodded. Although it was a pity not to learn something from Hamilton, after knowing that Hamilton felt unwell due to porpoising, Qin Miao gave up the idea of disturbing Hamilton's rest.

After flying for six hours, they finally landed in Canada.

Once the plane landed, Qin Miao separated from Hamilton.

Qin Miao needed to go directly to the hotel to check in. The following days would undoubtedly be training, getting familiar with the track on the simulator, and then the race would start.

Meanwhile, Hamilton was busy rushing to an announcement.

Standing at the bottom of the airplane's stairway, watching Hamilton leave, Qin Miao sighed and asked Barber beside him, "Why?"

Barber was taken aback, and then realized that Qin Miao was asking why Hamilton, already so wealthy and one of only two seven-time champions in history, was still so obsessed with making money.

"Honestly, I don't really understand either. Maybe Lewis enjoys the process."

Shrugging indifferently, Qin Miao picked up his luggage and said to Barber, "Let's go, to the hotel..."

At night, Qin Miao was in the hotel chatting via video call with Qimeng, trying to adjust to the time difference, when suddenly the phone rang.

He took out his phone to see it was a call from Zhou Guanyu.

After mentioning it to Qimeng, Qin Miao answered the call without ending the video chat.

"Hey?"

"Have you arrived in Canada yet?"

"Yeah, I'm at the hotel now."

"Come out and have a drink with me."

Qin Miao paused for a moment, glanced at the sky outside, and then said, "Send me your location."

"Okay, hanging up."

"Alright."

Sometimes, conversations between men are just that concise and efficient.

After the call ended, Qin Miao turned to Qimeng on the computer screen and said, "My buddy seems to be pushed to the limit by the team, I'm going to check it out."

Qimeng, having been following the races of both Qin Miao and Zhou Guanyu, understood what Qin Miao meant, and only nodded in agreement, saying, "Okay, be safe."

"Don't worry."

After speaking, Qin Miao got up and picked up his phone and hotel room card, heading to the location Zhou Guanyu sent.

Once he arrived, it turned out to be a small local bar.

As Qin Miao pushed the door open and stepped inside, he found that there were quite a few people. On stage, someone was singing an English song that Qin Miao didn't understand.

Scanning the room, Qin Miao spotted Zhou Guanyu sitting in an inconspicuous corner.

He squeezed through the crowd and walked over, sat down, and saw that there were already two empty bottles in front of Zhou Guanyu, and a dozen unopened drinks under the table that Qin Miao didn't recognize.

Judging by Zhou Guanyu's complexion, he was at least still sober, so it seemed what he was drinking wasn't alcohol.

Feeling a bit relieved, Qin Miao asked, "What's the issue? With the team?"

Zhou Guanyu gave a wry smile, "Yeah, it's frustrating me.

I originally wanted to drink some alcohol, but then remembered you said that alcohol damages nerves. Although with my abilities, I may never win a driver's championship in my life, I still want to drive in F1 for a few more years, so after thinking about it, I settled for some juice."

Qin Miao nodded, reached under the table, picked a bottle, opened it, and tried a sip.

To Qin Miao's surprise, the drink tasted quite good; apple flavored, something he quite liked.

After taking a sip and putting down the drink, Qin Miao curiously asked, "So, why did you ask me to come over, what's the topic?"

"Nothing much, just thought the drink is pretty good and wanted you to try it."

"You son of a..."

"Hahaha, just joking." Zhou Guanyu laughed and waved his hand, then shared why he actually called Qin Miao over.

"The main reason is I wanted to ask you if there's any news from Geely." Zhou Guanyu looked at Qin Miao and said, "Although my talent isn't as good as yours, I think my strength on the field is still mid to lower tier. And it's only my first season; I'm still growing, with quite a bit of potential left."

Qin Miao nodded, not denying this.

Although Zhou Guanyu didn't say it outright, Qin Miao could still hear the underlying meaning in Zhou Guanyu's words.

Being with these Ferrari remnants at Alfa Romeo, how can he possibly achieve good results?

Furthermore, Zhou Guanyu's rookie contract is for one year, so he's considering, if the contract with Alfa Romeo ends and Geely plans to acquire Martin, then he can contact Martin early to secure a next team.

Qin Miao thought for a moment and asked, "How many hours is the time difference between Canada and home?"

Zhou Guanyu was taken aback, why suddenly bring up the topic of time difference out of nowhere?

But after thinking a little, Zhou Guanyu still replied, "There are many time zones in Canada, but if counting from Montreal, Canada is 13 hours later than home."

Qin Miao thought it over, "It's 7:30 PM now, which means it's 8:30 AM at home.

I don't know if President Li is up yet, I'll call him later to ask, but last time we spoke, I felt President Li was quite eager to enter F1, so Geely should have some preparations."

While saying this, Qin Miao recorded this note in his memo.

"Will they want me though?" For some reason, Zhou Guanyu seemed a bit anxious at this moment.

Qin Miao clinked his drink bottle with Zhou Guanyu's and said, "Don't overthink it. If Geely does come in, and you aren't bound by a contract, as long as you don't perform as poorly as Mick, getting a driver position with Geely will be easier than you think, especially with your nationality."

For some reason, despite Qin Miao being quite a bit younger than himself, Zhou Guanyu felt unexpectedly reassured by Qin Miao's words.

"But exactly what's wrong with your car?" Qin Miao took a sip of his drink and curiously asked, "Is it like last time, the water pipe burst?"

"No." Zhou Guanyu shook his head and replied, "It's an issue with the engine's combustion chamber, but the team has only discovered abnormal data for now and hasn't pinpointed the specific problem." Zhou Guanyu shook his head and sighed.

"Seeing your predicament, I'm really grateful my first season in F1 was with Mercedes, rather than any Ferrari-affiliated team. In the latter half of last season, Ferrari retired quite a few cars due to engine issues." Qin Miao complained, "I have to say, Binotto's engine development skills are top-notch, but his team management still leaves much to be desired."

Zhou Guanyu could only shake his head and give a bitter smile upon hearing this.

"Enough about that. By the way, have you considered Geely if they join?" Zhou Guanyu asked.

With Zhou Guanyu, Qin Miao didn't feel the need to hide anything, especially since they'd known each other for a while now, and Zhou had proven trustworthy in keeping things confidential, so Qin Miao nodded and said, "If my contract with Mercedes ends, and they can offer me a car capable of competing in the points zone, with compensation close to what Mercedes offers, then I would choose them without hesitation."

Zhou Guanyu was quite surprised, not because of Qin Miao's choice, but because he thought Qin Miao's requirements for Geely's car and salary were so low. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂

"I thought you'd at least need a car capable of competing for championships, with a salary at least matching what Mercedes offers you."

But Qin Miao laughed and said, "If it was last season, I would have had those considerations."

Zhou Guanyu raised his eyebrows at Qin Miao, then seemed to realize something, showing an expression of sudden understanding.

Qin Miao nodded, "It's exactly as you think, I already have a world championship title. I have thought about getting seven championships like Hamilton and Michael Schumacher, but it's unrealistic.

After all, you've now stepped into the arena; you should know that winning a world championship can't rely solely on the driver's individual skills, the car's performance must be strong enough, and luck must be on your side too."

Zhou Guanyu nodded, then said with some envy, "I used to be quite envious that you won a world championship in your first career year. Now, I only envy that your first team happens to be Mercedes, and you can drive a championship-contending car in your first year, and the car doesn't break down easily."

Talking about this, Qin Miao also felt a bit melancholic, "Honestly, I have to thank Ferrari. Without them, I wouldn't have had the opportunity to join Mercedes."