How Did I Become an F1 Driver?-Chapter 139 - 100: The Foundation of Wofa

Since there was ample time to chat and exchange pleasantries during the banquet, Qin Miao made an effort to remember quite a few people.

However, the intense mental labor during this period still left Qin Miao feeling exhausted.

At the gathering, Qin Miao not only needed to quickly ponder over which of his words were appropriate and which weren’t, but also had to remember the person’s appearance and name in front of him. He had to deliberately maintain a formal fake smile on his face—this state of being was tolerable for a short time, but if prolonged, it truly drained him.

Mentally and physically worn out, Qin Miao was driven home by Lubos, who didn’t drink at the banquet and considerately brought back Qin Miao’s Ferrari 488.

The keys were placed on the shoe cabinet at the door of Qin Miao’s dormitory. After all, it’s a community where employees of Ferrari live, and those who reside here are generally Ferrari staff or related to them; nobody would touch Qin Miao’s car keys.

Qin Miao opened the door to his dormitory and, feeling a bit fatigued, said, "I’m back."

Upon opening the door, Qin Miao saw Qimeng sitting on the couch in the living room watching TV.

As soon as Qimeng saw Qin Miao, a bright and sunny smile bloomed on her face. She disregarded her engrossing TV program and rushed toward Qin Miao like a swallow returning to its nest.

Meeting Qimeng’s joyful gaze, Qin Miao momentarily lost himself. Perhaps it was due to fatigue, or maybe other reasons, but he seemed to see a light in the eyes of this girl rushing toward him.

After a blink, upon closer inspection, Qin Miao saw just a girl whose eyes were full of him.

Smiling, Qin Miao embraced her, gradually getting used to coming home with his entire body weary and immediately enjoying the hugs Qimeng offered.

Speaking honestly, this feeling was quite pleasant, warm.

"Dear, welcome back, you’ve worked hard~ hehe~"

Qin Miao pressed his chin on Qimeng’s head, feeling the softness of the girl in his arms, then released her.

While removing his shoes, he said, "Why don’t you ask me how the trial training went?"

Helping Qin Miao fetch slippers from the shoe cabinet, Qimeng replied without hesitation, "I trust you. You’ve always been the best in my heart, and there’s no way you’d fail a small test."

If Qin Miao still had sufficient energy, upon hearing Qimeng’s words, he would definitely joke about not passing the test to tease her and then enjoy her feigned angry look.

But at this moment, Qin Miao was genuinely exhausted, so he didn’t say much, just smiled.

Finding something to snack on to settle his stomach, Qin Miao prepared to shower and rest, leaving other matters for tomorrow. He was really too tired.

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The next day, after getting up, Qin Miao’s body had already returned to its best state, but his spirit was still somewhat sluggish.

Compared to concentrating intensely on racing, attending a social banquet was more of a burden for Qin Miao.

However, when returning yesterday, Qin Miao learned from Lubos that formal training would start today.

The work hours weren’t early, starting at nine in the morning, with the finishing time determined by the day’s work schedule.

Also starting today, Qin Miao’s diet would be strictly restricted.

For today’s breakfast, Qin Miao could still eat whatever he wanted, but the moment his physical examination report was delivered from the hospital, he had to start strictly controlling his food intake according to the report.

Actually, Qin Miao thought with health supplements at hand, he could eat rich foods every day without issue.

During the month of home training, he ate his mom’s cooking even though the nutrition wasn’t very balanced, yet his physical fitness soared to 80 points.

But times have changed; currently, Qin Miao, speaking bluntly, is just a worker who follows upper management’s orders.

Plus, health supplements seem to carry some sci-fi elements, so Qin Miao felt it’s better to stay low-key. If he really craves something, he could sneak a bite after work.

In the morning, Qin Miao, like a factory worker tightening screws, donned his uniform and went to his workstation early, completing some specific and rather repetitive monotonous tasks.

However, Qin Miao’s daily work in the morning was more painful than the workers’.

Lubos, having Qin Miao’s physical quality report on hand, formulated a training plan based on the report’s data.

Although the training duration wasn’t as long as when Qin Miao practiced with Zhou Guanyu, the training intensity increased significantly, especially the intensity focused on cardiovascular exercises.

Just wearing a mask, running intensely in a low-oxygen environment for three or four sets was enough to push Qin Miao’s physical capacity to its limit.

In the one-hour span in the morning, after leaving the gym, Qin Miao felt his entire body muscles trembling uncontrollably, having his stamina thoroughly drained by Lubos.

But after leaving the gym, Lubos didn’t spare Qin Miao but took him to another facility inside the Ferrari gym, the artificial cold storage.