Autumn in the Northeast was not particularly hot. Hou Yong walked through the streets with Shen Xiao, searching for quite a while before finally spotting a small sign that read "Seal Engraving" tucked away in an alley.
The stall was modest. A table was set up outdoors, and a man who looked to be in his forties sat on a small stool, meticulously tinkering with a seal in his hands. It was impossible to tell exactly what the characters were, but the seal was square—likely for personal use.
"Boss, can you engrave an official company seal?" Hou Yong asked, squatting down next to the stall.
Chapter 109