Ling Sheng looked through the information she had given her and felt a little strange. “Are you sure this is a high-end fas.h.i.+on brand and not children's clothing? Why is it called L-Star? Is it Little Star? Twinkle, twinkle, little star?”

Mei Xuelin smiled and nodded in satisfaction. “You didn't go to high school for nothing.”

Ling Sheng rolled her eyes at her. There was no need to be so sarcastic. “It's simple English. Do you think I'm a fool? Even kindergarten children can sing this!”

Ella was a world-renowned fas.h.i.+on designer who stood at the apex of the world's fas.h.i.+on world. She was also known as the Great Empress of the fas.h.i.+on world. In the 22 years since her debut, she had been the artistic director of Chanel, Prada, and GUESS, some of the most luxurious brands.

That year, she had resigned from her post as Dior's Art Director and launched her own personal brand, L-Star. She had also said that she would focus mainly on her own brand in the future.

This person was extremely mysterious. She only knew that she was a woman, but no one had seen her true appearance. She did not partic.i.p.ate in any fas.h.i.+on events or fas.h.i.+on conferences, but she was always at the front line of fas.h.i.+on trends.

“Ella said that this name was created to commemorate her daughter's early death. Her daughter's nickname was Little Star. 80% of the brand's earnings will be donated to the International Children's Foundation.” Mei Xuelin looked at her in disbelief, unable to understand why she had chosen her.

When she had submitted her information, she had not expected her to be selected. She had only wanted to give it a try. There had not even been a video, so she had sent a photo. Who knew that she would choose her over so many big-name celebrities?

“Then she's really a good person.” Ling Sheng sighed from the bottom of her heart. Since she had reached that level, she definitely did not lack money. However, she was still suspicious. “Why did she choose to establish her headquarters in China? Will she start promoting her brand in China? Is she Chinese?”

“It's always been rumored that she's Chinese, but no one has confirmed it. She will appear on the day of the brand's product launch. Now, the fas.h.i.+on circle has gone crazy because of this. Designers from all over the world seem to be paying homage to her and preparing to attend the press conference.” In her heart, Mei Xuelin felt that Ella was definitely Chinese.

“Ella chose me immediately. She has good taste. She must like me a lot. Why am I so impressive?” Ling Sheng was very narcissistic.

People in the entertainment circle paid attention to fas.h.i.+on, so it was impossible for them not to know her name. She was a fas.h.i.+onable female devil who had single-handedly produced numerous supermodels and new designers.

The superstars of the entertainment circle were even more eager to woo her. They all considered wearing her designs an honor and a form of recognition.

“You're really lucky.” Mei Xuelin looked at her narcissistic face. Yes, everyone liked her. After all, she was both narcissistic and adorable. Where did her confidence come from? “However, I have to remind you of something. Some time ago, there was a rumor that Luo Xin met her in private while having a meal. She did not deny it. She even posted Ella's autograph on Instagram. Everyone thought she would be the brand amba.s.sador.”

“You are the best agent, my dearest agent.” Ling Sheng looked at her lovingly, looking extremely adorable. “I just need to focus on filming and acting. You'll take care of everything else, right? You don't need me to worry about this.”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Mei Xuelin did not know what to do with her. You're pretty and you know how to wheedle others. Whatever you say is right. “I'll do what you deem fit. There's something else you have to take note of. You've been in the limelight recently, so you must have been targeted. You have to be careful not to let the paparazzi catch you red-handed, especially not with Huo Ci. Do you understand?”