The designer codenamed J had a naming style that oddly resembled that of her idol T.D.
Not only that, her identity was also low-key and mysterious, but fortunately, she was still alive, not untraceably missing like T.D.
But only a few world-class top consortiums who had worked with him knew his identity.
Now, Xu He's mind was entirely on Paris's fashion design and she had no dealings with corporate trademarks, so she hadn't inquired about his real identity.
Her gaze fell back on the design drafts on her phone, Paris's spring collection for this year. Initially, Xu He had only intended to launch 4-5 designs, but now, she couldn't part with any of the ten designs she held in her hands.
Considering this...
The light in Xu He's eyes flickered brightly, having managed to engage such a formidable designer, she did not want to handle it in a low-key manner as usual.
For this year's Paris spring new product launch, she planned to make it big...
