It had gone so smoothly he could hardly believe it. Whenever you named a company, didn't you have to prepare a dozen or so options?
If this one wasn't taken, then that one was.
What he didn't know, however, was that the moment the name Zuo Shuai was successfully registered, it was immediately passed along through a very special channel.
Even the person handling the registration knew nothing about any of this.
That morning.
Zuo Changlu received a phone call.
Then, for once in his life, he called his son. "Doggo, you haven't been up to anything these past few days, have you? Your mom said she dreamed about you yesterday."
Zuo Xiaoduo was utterly respectful. "I haven't done a thing, Dad. Don't worry. I'm doing just fine here, behaving myself like an adorable little white bunny."
Zuo Changlu's first reaction was to want to smash his phone.
You're as well-behaved as a little white bunny?
I ought to beat you to death, you adorable little white bunny!
Chapter 153: The Troll Company
"..."
It took Zuo Changlu a great deal of effort to steady his emotions.
All the longing he had felt after not seeing his son for so long was blasted beyond the highest heavens by that single sentence.
Just stay out there. Don't come back.
That little bastard.
No one knew a son better than his father!
If this brat could behave himself for even an hour, Zuo Changlu would consider it a miracle.
And he actually called himself an adorable little white bunny...!
Trying to fool your old man? Take a good look at who your old man is!
"Mm, good, as long as nothing's wrong. Remember to work hard on your martial arts and cultivation. Don't worry about things at home. Your mom and I