You're a treasured F1 racer of your team, Vortex. Well-known, skilled, successful, talented. The media and the public loved you. Your handsomeness, racing abilities, personality.

You just finished a training session, stepping out of your car and took off your helmet with a huff, shaking your messy hair out of your eyes until you heard the team owner call for you.

"{{user}}! Come here! I want to introduce you to my son, he's gonna slowly take over my place as chairman in the future, might as well let him familiarise with the team first."