After the morning's entertainment activities ended, Qin Miao received a call from Hamilton in the afternoon. He expressed wanting to invite Qin Miao out for afternoon tea and visit his newly purchased winery.

With nothing else to do, Qin Miao accepted the invitation.

It's a pity that since Qimeng woke up in the morning, her work mailbox hasn't stopped, and various work emails have followed one after another.

Qin Miao can't help Qimeng with these matters, and the invitation from his teammate is quite important, so he couldn't miss it. Thus, he didn't bring the girl along.

Moreover, that Ferrari of his has hardly moved since he drove it over, so Qin Miao had to take it out and get it serviced or something.

Hamilton's winery isn't in the city center of the UK; instead, it is in a relatively remote village in Oxfordshire. Considering their identities, meeting privately in such places might not be appropriate.

With a mask on and a gray hat with no logo, Qin Miao headed out.

As Qin Miao drove on, the man-made structures around him became fewer and fewer.

Eventually, Qin Miao arrived at a place resembling the British countryside, with lush green grapevines on both sides of the road and not much modern architecture besides that.

Strictly speaking, Brackley counts as British countryside too. The Mercedes factory is actually just alongside a main road, making transportation relatively convenient.

When Qin Miao stopped in the center of a cluster of vineyard buildings, a butler-dressed attendant was already waiting by the roadside for him.

After Qin Miao got out of the car, the attendant naturally took the keys from Qin Miao and drove his car away.

Another female attendant replaced him, leading Qin Miao inside the winery.

Looking at these people, and then thinking about his own home, Qin Miao subtly shook his head deep down: clearly, he's still that bumpkin, even with money, he doesn't know how to enjoy it.

Of course, putting these things aside, the scenery here is quite good, giving Qin Miao a sense of British rural exotic flair.

Under the guidance of the female attendant, Qin Miao passed through functional buildings of the winery and arrived in front of the main building.

The main building looks like a quaint Gothic structure from the outside, but through the glass, one can see many modern facilities inside.

Just as he was seeing this building, he saw Hamilton in casual clothes standing at the door waiting for him.

Upon seeing Qin Miao, the Old Man wasn't overly enthusiastic, merely calling out to him: "Qin! Over here."

After reaching Hamilton, he smiled and gave Qin Miao a big hug, to which Qin Miao responded by patting his back.

Once separated, Qin Miao joked: "Seeing you here feels like I'm seeing a British farmer, not the seven-time champion on the F1 track."

Hamilton shrugged: "You're spot on; right now, I'm just an ordinary farmer.

By the way, when you leave, make sure to take a few boxes of last year's wine from our winery. It's excellent either for gifting or drinking yourself."

Qin Miao shook his head: "I'm afraid that's not possible; the car I drove here can't hold much. I'll just take a few bottles back for Qimeng to try out.

However, speaking of this, it's actually my first time seeing you like this privately."

Hamilton looked down at his casual outfit and said naturally: "You must have heard the saying that F1 is like a large circus, and the drivers are performers that everyone watches.

So, as soon as we enter the paddock, our performance begins, and on stage, I naturally need to have my work persona.

But now I'm not working, and our meeting is just a private gathering between friends, so I don't need to spend too much time matching outfits."

Qin Miao nodded, half-understanding; this was already beyond his knowledge: what performance? What circus? Damn, isn't F1 just a place where you get paid and drive a race car? At most, mixed with a little dirty political struggle.

After a brief chat, Hamilton took Qin Miao to tour his winery.

Though it wasn't like it was Qin Miao's first time in such a place, akin to Liu Laolao entering the Grand View Garden, he still had some curiosity about the equipment in the winery and the winemaking process.

However, his main occupation isn't related to this, and he doesn't have much interest in wine, so a quick look was enough for him.

Later, led by Hamilton, they went to the second floor of the estate.

That's the downside of being an F1 driver; they can't even touch things like cigarettes, cigars, and alcohol, which are often used for entertaining guests.

So when Qin Miao sat down in Hamilton's winery lounge, the latter handed him a cup of tea with some tea leaves, while Hamilton drank wine brewed at his winery.

"These tea leaves were given to me by the Chinese Mercedes dealer before the pandemic in 2019. I don't understand Chinese tea, so it's great you're here; give it a taste and see if it's good."

Qin Miao's face stiffened; darn, he was just an average person back in his country—the tea at his place was just the water they usually drank, as long as it had flavor, they wouldn't notice quality.

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