The banquet ended with host and guests alike thoroughly pleased.
Lin Ao was very satisfied with the Ito family's attitude, especially Ito Mieko's.
"President, I have a request. I'm not sure whether I should ask!"
Ito Taichi looked sincere. Lin Ao turned to him in confusion.
"Go ahead, Mr. Ito. If there's anything I can do to help you, I'll agree to it."
Ito Taichi took a deep breath, then bowed his head low and knelt before Lin Ao.
"President, thank you for giving the Ito Association a chance at a new life. Since this is a fresh start, please grant us a brand-new name!"
Kneeling on the ground, Ito Taichi spoke in a ringing voice, leaving Lin Ao momentarily stunned.
Long Aotian, on the other hand, was extremely interested.
"Brother Lin! Say yes! I'll come up with a name!"
Long Aotian rubbed his hands together and pleaded with Lin Ao. That pitiful look of his made Lin Ao... want to walk over and beat him up.
Lin Ao rolled his eyes at Long Aotian. It was probably because of that Wanlong Association name.
Why were you so fixated on the word "dragon"?
"Mr. Ito, are you sure?"
Lin Ao asked Ito Taichi for his opinion first. This was essentially the same as handing over the entire Ito Association and having it rely completely on the Ao Corporation for its livelihood.
"Hey! I'm absolutely sure, President! I beg you, give our Ito Association a chance."
Ito Taichi's voice was firm, carrying the air of someone ready to charge forward without hesitation.
"President, please, I'm begging you."
Ito Mieko, standing nearby, also pleaded with Lin Ao in a gentle voice.
Lin Ao didn't mind. He'd supported the Ito Association in the first place so he could have another blade of his