"But don't lose confidence in Binotto either, he should have a way to resolve this matter. Of course, the premise is your performance in F2 has to be good enough, and mistakes like this can't happen again." Roxin said, pointing to Qin Miao's race car.
"But you don't need to be too nervous. You should know that quite a few teams' youth programs have contacted your agent. Even if you can't go to Ferrari, with your current performance, racing in F1's paddock next season shouldn't be an issue—it all depends on you."
Qin Miao nodded slightly. After chatting with Roxin, although the feeling of regret in Qin Miao's heart was still there, it had been somewhat diluted by the complex political struggles within the paddock.
"I'll be leaving now." After finishing their chat, Qin Miao chose to say goodbye.
Roxin nodded slightly without stopping him.
Qin Miao left Roxin's office like that.
After coming out of Roxin's office, Qin Miao encountered two journalists.
