Chapter 380 Plagiarism

Everyone was shocked.

Jiang Chenghui looked at Jiang Xiaorou with sharp eyes.

Jiang Xiaorou clenched her fists, cold sweat running down her face, and she was extremely panicked: "Dad, I don't know what's going on. I brought this bottle of perfume home before. Maybe my sister came across it at some point?"

Jiang Chenghui's face flashed with disappointment, and he said coldly, "Let's go to my office and continue the assessment."

Jiang Chenghui took Jiang Xiaorou and Jiang Xiaoyu to the office.

Jiang Xiaoyu knew that Jiang Chenghui would definitely favor Jiang Xiaorou.

After thanking the institute, she followed him to the office with an expressionless face.

In the office, Jiang Chenghui sat in the president's seat.

His face was very cold.

Jiang Xiaorou pursed her lips, her eyes moist, but she said tenaciously: "Dad, I swear to you, I really don't know what's going on."

Jiang Xiaoyu was almost sickened by seeing Jiang Xiaorou like this.

This woman is really used to this.

However, would Jiang Chenghui be deceived by Jiang Xiaorou? Jiang Xiaoyu silently waited for Jiang Chenghui's reaction. If Jiang Chenghui was deceived so easily, then she would have to change her strategy.

"Okay, now you two can each tell me what spices are used in this perfume. I'll have someone bring it over and you two can mix it together," said Jiang Chenghui.

It seems that Jiang Chenghui is not that stupid, otherwise the Jiang Group would have collapsed long ago.

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaorou was not too panicked. She had studied perfumery abroad for so many years, and she didn't believe that she couldn't create Jiang Xiaoyu's fragrance.

The two of them wrote down the spices, and Jiang Chenghui quickly had them brought over. He then led them to the perfumery to mix the spices. Jiang Chenghui's assistant watched them from the side.

Jiang Xiaorou proceeded methodically, glanced at Jiang Xiaoyu, and said, "Sister, I think you should just forget it. Dad will be happy only if we get along well."

Jiang Xiaoyu ignored her completely.

Jiang Xiaorou raised her eyebrows and continued to mix the perfume.

A few hours later, Jiang Xiaoyu came out.

Soon, Jiang Xiaorou was also called out.

Although Jiang Xiaorou knew that the scent she had mixed wasn't quite the same as the original, it was about 80% similar. Even Jiang Xiaoyu could only achieve this level of perfection when mixing perfume again.

She would not be questioned.

Jiang Chenghui took the perfumes of the two people and began to smell them.

"Jiang Xiaorou, is this yours?" Jiang Chenghui asked Jiang Xiaorou without any expression.

Jiang Xiaorou: "Yes, Dad."

Jiang Chenghui took her perfume and threw it directly into the trash can.

Jiang Xiaorou was startled: "Dad."

"Come here."

Jiang Xiaorou looked at Jiang Chenghui's expressionless face and felt extremely uneasy, but she still walked over. Jiang Chenghui handed her Jiang Xiaoyu's incense. Jiang Xiaorou just smelled it and felt dizzy.

It smells almost exactly the same as before!

How did Jiang Xiaoyu do it?

If the proportion of a bottle of perfume is different by just one percent, the scent will be different. However, after Jiang Xiaoyu re-adjusted the perfume, the difference in scent was impossible to tell.

Jiang Xiaorou's face turned pale for a moment and she was speechless.

Jiang Chenghui's eyes were filled with disappointment. "Jiang Xiaorou, is this your answer? I asked you to study abroad and learn perfumery, but you're not even half as good as your sister!"

Jiang Xiaorou knew that arguing at this moment would only make people more disgusted. She immediately lowered her head and said with tears in her eyes, "I'm sorry, Dad. I was just bewildered for a moment! I did this because I was angry that my sister boasted about how good Dad was to her in front of me, so I wanted to teach her a lesson."

Jiang Xiaorou's eyes welled up with tears: "I haven't been back for a year. I'm really afraid that Dad and I have become distant... The company doesn't really matter to me. I just don't want to lose Dad's love..."

"Shut up!"

Jiang Chenghui scolded coldly: "Jiang Xiaorou, I said you are not half as good as your sister. Do you know why?"

"My level?" Jiang Xiaorou said with difficulty, "Dad, let me re-adjust the perfume. I won't lose to my sister."

"Your character." Jiang Chenghui was very cold.

Jiang Xiaorou's face turned paler and she felt colder all over. This sentence was even more painful than Jiang Chenghui's words that her level was not good enough.

"Dad, I really know I was wrong. You can punish me however you want." Jiang Xiaorou cried, "I promise, there won't be a next time."

"What do you want to do?" Jiang Chenghui looked at Jiang Xiaoyu.

Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were cold, "Just follow the company's rules."

According to company regulations, anyone who makes such a mistake will be fired.

Jiang Xiaorou was on the verge of collapse.

Is she going to leave the company before she gets promoted to a senior position?

"Okay, Jiang Xiaorou, since that's the case, since you have bad behavior, just leave the company!" Jiang Chenghui said.