CEO Mika

A knock sounded before the door was pushed open and then a young lady in a black skirt, wearing a nude shirt and black heels walked in, carrying a notepad and folder.

"Ma'am, here is the list sent to us from Nairaland, of candidates who are vying to be the face of our beauty product in Nairaland."

"Have you filtered through the candidates?"

"Yes, they are majorly A–listers, but with two C–listers this time."

Ms. Mika raised a brow, "C–listers?"

"Yes, ma'am. Although we've always used A–list Celebrities for our products, the C– listers that were selected this time are extremely pretty. They have the perfect skin for our product, the type you've been looking for." The Assistant smiled.

"Oh, then I'd like to take a look." Ms. Mika took the folder from her Assistant and skimmed through them. The C–list Artists were indeed pretty, but there's more to being the ambassador of her company than just being pretty.

Mika put aside the prettiest among the two and continued flipping through the