CHAPTER 52: CHAPTER 46: REMOVING THE FILTER

Qimeng understood Qin Miao, and after seeing Qin Miao’s hesitant expression, she gave him some simple advice.

Young people, after all, tend to have some inner struggles, but once you talk it out, everything’s fine.

After the auction ended, some people started to leave. It seemed that for them, the most important part of the event was over.

However, Qin Miao and Qimeng’s goals had not yet been achieved, and the two did not intend to leave just yet.

Guided by Zhuang Yuqin, they went to the restaurant, where the organizers had prepared a buffet for lunch.

The dishes were diverse, looked very exquisite, and tasted pretty good.

Anyway, Qin Miao and Qimeng quite enjoyed their lunch.

After eating, Qin Miao and Qimeng returned to the hall where the auction was held.

During the time they were having lunch, the organizers’ staff had already tidied up the place.

The food on the tables had been cleared, the tables had been wiped clean, and the outer soft cushions on the sofas had been replaced.

Everything was just as it was when Qin Miao and Qimeng first entered, as if the auction half an hour ago had never happened.

The reason why the two returned to this place was mainly because they didn’t know where to wait during the after-lunch break.

The sofas here had a massage function and were very comfortable to sit on, so the two decided to wait for the afternoon’s new car launch here.

This time, the two sat at a position quite towards the front, but not right in the front; they sat on the left side of the third row.

This position allowed Qin Miao to observe the new cars to be displayed at the release event very well but wasn’t too close to the front.

Once seated, Qimeng leaned her head on Qin Miao’s thigh; she had a habit of taking a nap at noon.

In theory, if she were outside, Qimeng could resist the urge to nap, but now with Qin Miao by her side, she rested assuredly on him.

After Qimeng lay down, Zhuang Yuqin quietly brought a thin blanket and pillow and handed them to Qin Miao as quietly as possible.

Truth be told, at this point, Qin Miao clearly felt the benefits of money; when you have it, even if you’re just attending a party, everything will be arranged meticulously for you.

Not a single detail is overlooked; attending gatherings here is really comfortable.

After nodding in thanks, Qin Miao took the blanket handed to him and covered Qimeng with it, then placed a pillow on his thigh for Qimeng to lie down again.

While doing all this, Qimeng didn’t open her eyes; she just frowned slightly before reaching out a small hand to grasp Qin Miao’s hand, gradually falling into sleep.

After about half an hour, people slowly began returning to the hall.

Most people sat in the same spots they had during the auction, though some, like Qin Miao, chose different seats.

Once most people had arrived, the lights began dimming, and just before the venue fell into complete darkness, a beam of light shone, accompanied by the sudden sound of a resonant engine roar.

"Huh?" The sudden engine roar woke Qimeng from her slumber, and she mumbled groggily.

Qin Miao placed his hands over Qimeng’s ears, letting her continue sleeping while he curiously watched the stage.

The iconic frog lights of a Porsche, a silver body, combined with the classic 911 body shell—an indistinguishable model of Porsche 911 slowly drove onto the stage amid a deep rumble.

A suitable round of applause emerged from the audience, but Qin Miao, having his hands over Qimeng’s ears, did not clap, instead watching curiously.

Through the host’s explanation on stage, Qin Miao learned that this was a brand-new generation 911 Turbo S, set for a 2020 release.

After an impressive entrance, the host eloquently detailed the various features of the car and the differences from the previous generation for over ten minutes.

However, after listening, Qin Miao summarized it as one sentence: the biggest difference from the previous generation is that the performance of this car has improved somewhat, and the design is more advanced.

That’s it.

However, the first car was finally presented, and at this time, many in the audience called for staff to sign contracts and place orders.

Qin Miao was dumbfounded. Is this really how wealthy people buy cars?

Very soon, other brands of sports cars took the stage.

And almost every time a sports car was launched, after the presentation, three or four units were sold on the spot.

The most outrageous was the 2020 AMG GT.

Introducing this car was the long-admired O’Kang, who, after an English introduction, sold over twenty units on the spot.

Throughout the entire car launch event, Qin Miao watched intently, as indeed being a man, he had little resistance to these powerful and handsome sports cars.

If it weren’t for Qin Miao’s current financial struggles, he really wanted to buy the just-introduced Lamborghini Huracán EVO RWD Spyder.

This latest model truly fit Qin Miao’s aesthetic, but he was genuinely broke, so he could only feast his eyes.

After the auction, Qin Miao finally woke up Qimeng. By then, it was almost three in the afternoon.

Next was the new car test drive session. Guests could drive the cars showcased at the release onto the track at Shanghai and experience them.

However, Qin Miao was only interested in two cars: the Lambo he fancied, and a Koenigsegg Gemera with an acceleration from zero to sixty in just 1.9 seconds.

But he dared not drive any of them.

These cars were nothing like F4; when Qin Miao sat in one, he could go full throttle without a care.

Qin Miao dared to drive an F4 unreservedly because he could afford one.

Even if he crashed the F4, the Racing Fund would cover the cost, allowing him to compensate the rental team with another F4.

But with these cars, Qin Miao truly didn’t have the courage to sit in and hit the gas pedal.

Because if he accidentally crashed any of these cars, selling himself wouldn’t come close to covering the cost, especially that Koenigsegg Gemera, just looking at that over a million-dollar supercar made him anxious.

No wonder so many say that racing is a game only the wealthy can afford.

This shows it well; without money, you don’t even dare to step on the gas hard.

For if a hard step on the gas leads to a misstep into understeer or a pendulum effect, a crash would mean it’s all over for you.

Your entire future would just be about paying off debt.

Therefore, this test drive experience was one Qin Miao chose not to participate in; like most guests, he headed to the VIP observation area above the P rooms at Shanghai to watch the race.

And from above the P rooms, reminded by Qimeng, Qin Miao saw an acquaintance below.

An older cousin of his from the Qin family.

At this moment, the dress she had worn was replaced by a set of black racing attire.

Qin Miao also noticed a detail: her racing suit was very "clean"—not a single advertisement.

Escorted by staff, she got into that Koenigsegg Gemera.

Qin Miao slightly clicked his tongue; it seemed this cousin’s family was genuinely wealthy.

Though it’s the first all-wheel-drive in Koenigsegg’s history, the power is terrifying—eighteen hundred horsepower, a single mistake, and it’s wall-bound.

Crashing into the wall starts repairs at twenty thousand.

Since Qin Miao began engaging with real-life racing, he opted to steer clear of cars his wallet couldn’t handle.

Glancing over, Qin Miao lost interest in them; even when O’Kang got into that Koenigsegg Gemera, he remained indifferent.

Because after really seeing O’Kang, Qin Miao realized aside from being fairly tall, around 6’1", he was just another ordinary human.

Once he removed his filter for an F1 driver, Qin Miao found no differences from himself.