Jiang Ning's room was very refreshing; stepping into it, one could feel a sense of vibrant life.
The windowsill was filled with flowers and plants, competing to bloom. Some leaves grew unrestrained, even dangling onto the wooden desk, yet everything still looked tidy and well-cared-for.
"Brother Ning, your desk is really nice." Jiang Junlong noticed that the desk was spacious and of excellent quality, much better than his own. He shook it a couple of times, and it didn't budge at all—very sturdy.
Jiang Junlong looked around and noticed a strange black box on the left side of the desk, resembling the control panel of a device.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Ning pressed a button, and the desk slowly rose.
"A height-adjustable desk?" Jiang Junlong had heard of them but had never seen one before.
"Yes, it allows you to use the computer while standing."
