Differential treatment

Seeing Yuan Zhou insist, Yin ya nodded her head docilely and then walked forward along with Yuan Zhou's strength.

Carpenter Lian's birthday party had always been held in his shop. The shop was spacious, and there were tables and chairs to support it at any time. There was also a kitchen. All he needed to do was to clean up the place and decorate it.

Before he even got close, he heard Carpenter Lian's familiar and confident voice.

"Don't think that you can get away with this stupid chair just because it's my birthday today. What's the point of making a chair?"

"I've been learning for so long. If you design like this, then, didn't you learn human engineering? You're just pursuing a good style and forgetting about the person sitting on the chair, can you sacrifice comfort?"

Yuan Zhou and Yin ya were already used to it. They walked in directly and saw Carpenter Lian standing in front of an apprentice, his saliva flying everywhere.