Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 847 - 396: Great Fortune

As the founder of Interstellar Entertainment, Sula has single-handedly driven the development of global industrial cinema, from artist management to film production, creating numerous global superstars and countless commercial blockbuster films.

Her name has long become a legend in the industry.

Despite such remarkable achievements, this legendary woman is very low-key, rarely appearing in the media spotlight, which is related to her background.

This brings us to another layer of her identity, the eldest daughter of the Mei Fei Family, one of the world’s four major financial dynasties. This family, with its long heritage, embodies the pride and aloofness of old-money families, disdainful of public attention.

Although Sula seldom shows herself, for someone like her at the pinnacle of the industry, her interviews and reports are studied closely by industry insiders frame by frame.

Ding Meng is no exception.

Therefore, she is very familiar with Sula’s face.

There was once a good-natured joke that such a great beauty like Sula staying behind the scenes is truly a waste. If she were to become an actress, her achievements would surely be greater.

Sula, however, has no such aspirations; she only enjoys the feeling of controlling everything from behind the scenes.

Ding Meng suspected she had mistaken someone else.

Sula, the famous Sula, how could she possibly be dining with Rong Xianning?

In other words, how could Rong Xianning possibly know Sula?

She wouldn’t even dare to dream of such a dream.

The blue-eyed woman quietly looked at this uninvited guest who barged in, her eyebrows slightly raised, a simple gesture that exuded authority without anger, making Ding Meng subconsciously tense up.

"Are... are you Ms. Sula?"

Ding Meng cautiously asked.

The woman’s gaze passed over her and fell on the young man behind her.

"She’s your boss, huh."

Ding Meng was shaken to the core; Sula’s voice is very recognizable. That was indeed Sula’s voice.

She couldn’t be mistaken.

Rong Xianning was stunned when he heard Ding Meng mention Sula.

He certainly knew Sula’s famous name, but he had never met this person or knew what she looked like.

To him, she was a legendary figure he’d never interact with in his lifetime, so he naturally never paid attention.

He didn’t expect that the woman with An’an would actually be the famous Sula.

During this period before the high school entrance exam, he had focused all his attention on his studies, blocking out all external information, so he was unaware of the recent buzz in the industry about Star Youth and Sula coming to Hua Country for auditions.

He thought of President Wu and Star Youth’s audition, mentioned by Ding Meng at the door just now, connecting the dots, he made a guess.

Rong Xianning stepped forward, his posture slender but upright like a pine tree, exuding an air of aloof elegance.

"Sorry, I’ll take her out right now."

Rong Xianning glanced at Ding Meng, signaling her to follow him out and stop causing trouble.

Ding Meng, however, seemed to not see his look, extremely excited, eagerly stepping forward, "Ms. Sula, I am your fan, I’ve watched all your interviews, even memorized them. I never expected to meet you here. Are you in Hua Country for Star Youth’s casting? Look at Rong Xianning, he was discovered by me, he’s a top-notch talent, can you give him a chance? He definitely won’t disappoint you."

Ding Meng babbled like a rapid-fire cannon—after all, if she didn’t feel embarrassed, the awkwardness would fall on someone else.

After what happened with Wu Hao, she understood that being modest couldn’t fill the stomach, and when needed, one had to put oneself out there.

Rong Xianning sighed helplessly, "President Ding, please stop this."

Ding Meng acted as if she hadn’t heard, glancing around and seeing no wine on the table, she was about to call the waiter to bring the best red wine.

Sula shook her head and smiled, "Sorry, I can’t drink alcohol."

It’s not that she doesn’t drink, but she can’t, given that there are two students present.

"Then I’ll take tea instead of wine. It’s my honor to meet you today." Sula dried her tea in one gulp with a flourish as if drinking top-class red wine.

Sula raised her eyebrows.

Ding Meng put down the teacup, carefully asking, "Ms. Sula, how did you and our Xiao Rong come to know each other? I’m so curious; this kid never told me."

Rong Xianning glanced at Shen You’an, who had been silent and quiet, his face slightly flushed. He stepped forward and said in a deep voice, "President Ding, it’s time for you to leave."

Sula waved her hand, signaling Rong Xianning not to speak.

She leisurely looked at Ding Meng, "We met today."

Ding Meng suddenly thought of Shen You’an, who hadn’t spoken, and sneaked a glance at her.

So it was her who introduced the two, but new questions arose. How could an ordinary high school student know such a prominent figure as Sula?

"Just a few days ago, I had someone calculate for Xiao Rong. The fortune-teller said that Xiao Rong would meet a benefactor who would support him. Turns out you’re Xiao Rong’s benefactor; our Xiao Rong has really hit the jackpot."

Ding Meng’s expression was beyond obsequious, and exaggerated.

Sula curved her lips, "Really? I also think highly of Xiao Rong. Would you be willing to part with him?"

Ding Meng’s eyebrows went up with delight, "That would be Xiao Rong’s great fortune."

"Don’t get too excited yet. When I say part, I mean signing him over to me, and from then on, he will have nothing to do with you, but of course, I’ll settle the contract termination fee with you."

Ding Meng suddenly couldn’t smile anymore.

Sula signing Rong Xianning is undoubtedly good news, as for Rong Xianning, his future would be extremely bright.

But Ding Meng had yet to reap the benefits from the talent she discovered, and it would simply be a windfall for someone else. No matter how well Rong Xianning developed in the future, even if he became an international superstar one day, it would have nothing to do with her. At most, she would gain a reputation as a talent scout, but wouldn’t actually benefit at all.

Ding Meng’s face turned shades of green and white—exceedingly expressive.

Sula, watching the fascinating change of expressions, smiled amiably, "Can’t bear to part?"

Ding Meng: ...

Sula taking an interest in Rong Xianning proves that Rong Xianning has massive potential, like a stock that is expected to soar; how could she possibly be willing to let it go now?

She indeed likes Rong Xianning, but in essence, she’s a businesswoman who prioritizes profit. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

When she bought out Rong Xianning for five million, she believed that Rong Xianning would bring her far more value than just five million.

"Ms. Sula, Xiao Rong is my treasure, I really can’t bear to part with him. You have no idea how much effort and heart I’ve put into him, like my own child. Would I sell my own child? Would I still be human if I did?"

Saying this, Ding Meng began to cry sadly. She was genuinely aggrieved. For a mere opportunity to audition, she almost compromised with that scoundrel Wu Hao, only to find that Rong Xianning was dining at the same table with Sula in this booth.

Rong Xianning was still guarding against her, not trusting her.

Her hardship and endurance, for what and for whom?

The more Ding Meng thought about it, the more upset she became. In Sula’s presence, she wept bitterly without caring.

Sula and Shen You’an exchanged glances, feeling speechless.

They both understood the calculations in each other’s minds; Ding Meng’s crying was, to a large extent, an act.