As the two walked out of the Mercedes-Benz Headquarters, they were treated to a rare clear sky over the United Kingdom. A bright moon hung in the air, and below the heavens, the lights on the buildings twinkled like stars. The chirping of insects echoed in their ears.
Sid's face was stiff from smiling, but he still couldn't bring the corners of his mouth down. He held the briefcase he usually carried firmly against his chest.
"I really didn't expect the seat to be finalized just like that!" His hoarse voice was full of excitement.
In the contract, Mercedes-Benz promised to conduct a practice session test at the Japanese Grand Prix. Based on Wu Shi's performance, they would arrange the subsequent steps. As for how many complex struggles and negotiations would follow to securely land the seat, that wasn't worth considering right now.
