Chapter 486: Purpose

The sound of knocking never ceased. Sun Cheng strolled to the door, unlocked it, and opened it. Sure enough, he saw the figure that haunted his dreams.

In an instant, his eyes, which were becoming increasingly like a machine's and devoid of ripples, brimmed with a touch of tenderness.

"Sister, aren't you supposed to start working?"

Seeing Ye Qi holding a transparent glass teapot, Sun Cheng immediately understood in his heart; she must have noticed the smell of alcohol on him when he returned earlier, so she had prepared a pot of sobering fruit juice to bring to him.

The glass teapot Ye Qi brought was filled with an orange-red liquid. Although the scent of shampoo and body wash became more intense as she drew near, one could still faintly smell a sweet and sour fruit and vegetable aroma mixed within.

"It's late at night, why did you lock the door!"

Ye Qi complained. Her long, loose hair was still slightly curled, clearly not yet dry.

She walked into the room, set down the cup she had brought, poured a full cup of the orange-red fruit juice from the glass teapot, and handed it to him.

"Look at you, reeking of alcohol... hurry up and drink some fruit and vegetable juice to sober up. I just juiced it; it has carrots, tomatoes, and oranges inside!"

"Mm!"

Sun Cheng responded and took the fruit and vegetable juice without refusing.

He also just recalled that before he left last time, he had attended a banquet for the Panda Communications Group. He, who almost never touched alcohol, had been strongly urged by their executives to drink two glasses. Although he couldn't be said to have lost his composure when he returned, he was indeed tipsy.

Sun Cheng couldn't help but start to suspect that the reason his mind's rejection of his body this time was far greater than the previous few times might also be related to his current drunken state.

He raised the cup and took a small sip. The fruit and vegetable juice, which he had assumed wouldn't taste very good, was unexpectedly sweet and sour and quite palatable.

He then tilted his head back and downed more than half the cup in one gulp, before placing the cup, now less than a third full, on the coffee table to the side.

"Just leave the drink here. I'll sit for a while to sober up, then go take a shower and rest later! Sister, you go busy yourself with your work; remember to rest early!"

Sun Cheng's mind had not yet fully adapted to his body. Whenever he stood for too long, he always had the feeling that his body was suddenly losing control, wanting to tilt forward and fall. He didn't force himself and soon sat back down on the sofa, rubbing his temples while trying to alleviate the various discomforts he was feeling.

Ye Qi was a bit worried, "Don't you dislike drinking? Why did you drink so much today?"

At this moment, his memories from before he last headed to the 【Transformers Universe】 had all been recalled. Hearing this, he let out a soft huff through his nose and said, "The drinking culture in China is a bad habit passed down since ancient times. Whether happy, unhappy, discussing business, or talking about feelings, there are plenty of people and plenty of excuses to force you to drink."

Sun Cheng disliked the taste of alcohol and rarely touched it in the past, so his tolerance had always been poor.

If he remembered correctly, tonight was when the company he founded in the real world, 【Cybertron Technology】, reached a consensus on cooperation with the domestic social communication giant—Panda Communications Group—regarding their Panda Weiyun.

Therefore, the several executives from the other side who participated in the negotiations took the initiative to extend an invitation. Although the company's CEO, Wang Lu, helped him block quite a bit of alcohol at the banquet, the several executives from Panda kept their eyes fixed on him, urging him to drink. At first, he was able to decline a few times, but as everyone drank quite a bit and the people opposite him got tipsy, their expressions became somewhat unpleasant when he declined again.

How should one put it regarding alcohol? There are certainly far more people who like it than those who dislike it.

They can find countless reasons to prove the benefits of drinking.

However, for the body, alcohol can be said to be something that does only harm and no good, and it also affects the Brain, which is the main reason Sun Cheng hates alcohol.

Consider it paying tuition for his lack of experience; he would not attend such a banquet a second time in the future.

This time, Sun Cheng wanted to show his prowess in the real world. After some time passed, some people's face would no longer be worth him compromising himself to provide.

Seeing that he was not in high spirits, Ye Qi got up and went to the washroom, took a clean towel, soaked it in water, and helped him wipe his face.

If it were at a normal time, this rare moment of tenderness would have been very enjoyable for him.

Unfortunately, at this moment, Sun Cheng needed to be alone for a while, and by the way, organize his Brain, which was currently still somewhat chaotic due to the sudden influx of many memories.

So he interrupted Ye Qi and snatched the towel from her hands, "I'll do it myself. Let me sit by myself for a while; you go get busy!"

"Then... alright..."

Finally having sent Ye Qi away, Sun Cheng let out a sigh of relief.

His current state was not good; being alone for a while was perhaps more suitable than having someone take care of him.

Closing his eyes and leaning against the sofa, Sun Cheng tried his best not to think about those vexing matters, just treating it as resting his eyes, occasionally going over some somewhat blurry memory fragments in his head.

He didn't know when it happened, but snoring gradually began, and he had actually fallen asleep sitting on the sofa just like that.

Sleeping while sitting on a sofa was naturally not a very comfortable experience.

When he woke up the next day, Sun Cheng felt that there was not a single place on his body that wasn't aching.

He stood up and stretched, feeling the stiffness and discomfort all over his body, but his mood was much better than it had been last night.

That sense of his mind rejecting his body had basically dissipated after a night, and the reason he felt stiff and uncomfortable now was mainly because he had slept sitting on the sofa all night, leading to poor blood circulation.

Feeling his foot kick something, Sun Cheng, who was doing chest expansions, froze. He looked down at his feet and realized it was a thin blanket that had fallen to the floor.

Needless to say, it must have been Ye Qi who came over to cover him with it last night; after all, the air conditioning in the room had been left on.

He bent down to pick it up, his expression softening instantly. He gave it a shake and placed it back on the sofa before heading out toward the washroom.

Before his last crossing, they had already reached an agreement with Panda, and barring any accidents, the contract would be officially signed today or tomorrow.

Sun Cheng still valued this contract somewhat; 【Cybertron Technology】 would thereby firmly establish itself in reality.

He would also gain the two things he needed most right now: social influence and more resources.

With these two, Sun Cheng could continue to push forward his other plans.

After all, his return to the real world this time was not to play a round of "Business Tycoon OL," but to synthesize the industrial and manufacturing capabilities and resources of this world to cultivate a batch of usable Decepticons in the real world in the shortest possible time.

That's right, Sun Cheng's sudden early return to the real world this time was precisely to take advantage of the disparity in the flow of time between the two worlds to risk manufacturing Decepticons in the real world.