From Thursday, our daily routines and everything else returned to the normal competition state.

The Red Bull Ring track for the Austrian Grand Prix is a high-speed track that all drivers quite like, and Qin Miao is no exception.

This track is basically the one with the most full-throttle sections in the entire season.

However, on this track, which mainly consists of high-speed corners, Mercedes’ car clearly lacks the competitive edge compared to Red Bull’s car.

Also, racing on their home turf, Red Bull brought upgrades.

In contrast, this week, the Mercedes Team did not bring any upgrades to the car.

Meanwhile, overtaking on the Red Bull Ring track isn’t too difficult; now the team can only hope that Qin Miao performs exceptionally well in this race.

They’re not expecting Qin Miao to win the race; just getting into the top three would be considered a victory.

As for Hamilton...

The team didn’t assign any tasks to Hamilton in this race, as they know the car this season doesn’t suit him, so their only expectation is for Hamilton to finish in the top five.

After Thursday’s work wrapped up.

Qin Miao initially planned to return to the hotel for dinner.

But just as he was about to pack up and leave the paddock, Hamilton found Qin Miao.

Seeing Hamilton, who knocked and then pushed open the door to his lounge, Qin Miao, with a backpack ready to leave the paddock, said in surprise, "You haven’t left yet?"

Hamilton smiled and said, "No rush, by the way, I have something to discuss with you. Are you available now?"

Qin Miao thought for a moment; the hotel’s dinner service lasted until 9 PM, so there was still enough time, and nodded, "I’m free."

"You’re not really here to learn some defensive techniques from me, are you?"

Hamilton rolled his eyes, "Of course not, it’s about something else."

To be honest, Hamilton was somewhat envious of Qin Miao’s defensive skills. He also believed that Qin Miao currently had the strongest defensive and tire management abilities in the entire paddock, bar none.

But thinking a bit more, after all, Hamilton is a seven-time world champion and naturally wouldn’t lower himself to humbly ask Qin Miao for advice.

If word got out, where would the old face of a seven-time champion go?

"Let’s go, let’s have a chat and grab dinner at the same time."

Qin Miao nodded, "Okay."

After responding, Qin Miao suddenly remembered he was still carrying a backpack, so he asked, "Are we coming back? Should I leave my bag here?"

"It’s not far, just within the paddock, leave your bag in the lounge, no one will take it."

Then Qin Miao and Hamilton found a restaurant within the paddock that was already open, but since the paddock wasn’t open yet, there was no one there.

The restaurant staff initially wanted to ask them to leave, as technically speaking, they hadn’t officially opened yet.

However, upon seeing that it was two F1 drivers from Mercedes who had come in, they immediately approached them with a smile.

After some communication, they ordered some food, and Qin Miao and Hamilton chose a rather inconspicuous spot to sit down and chat.

"How did you feel about the car during the British Grand Prix?" Hamilton initiated the conversation.

"Not bad, the overall balance of the car is the strongest this season, but the overall drag is still a bit too much," Qin Miao thought for a moment and replied.

"Before and after the upgrades?"

"Like two different cars," Qin Miao said honestly.

"I feel the same way." Hamilton snapped his fingers, "That’s why I think the W13’s design concept still has something to be appreciated, and this upgrade is the best proof."