Only Qin Lianjie insisted on staying, not because he was interested in track data analysis, but more out of curiosity about the professional "training" of the team and drivers.
Today he realized, never take your hobby to challenge someone else's profession.
Just these few hours of dull "learning," not many young people can endure.
As time ticked away, Qin Lianjie, sitting in a chair with sleepy eyes, felt someone tap his shoulder. He quickly opened his eyes and sat up straight, much like a student caught napping by the teacher in class.
"Go to your room to rest, you're drooling in your sleep."
Chen Xiangbei laughed and reminded him, having been engrossed in discussion with Sawano Hiroyuki and Mizutani Sho, he had forgotten there was a Qin Lianjie sitting in the conference room.
"Are you done?"
"No, it's too late, we'll continue tomorrow. Twenty-two major turns, nearly a hundred different lines, hundreds of little details, it's not so simple to figure it all out."
"Indeed."
