The Undercover Heir is Actually Tycoon's Secret Girlfriend-Chapter 322 - 258

Jonah Reagan’s hand inside his sleeve clenched imperceptibly.

He had already tampered with the rating examination; it couldn’t possibly still be Rong Zhi.

After all, with just four raw materials, finishing a perfume would be impressive enough. Could she really expect a high score?

But as she looked at everyone present, aside from a few she recognized, she was unfamiliar with the others.

His peripheral vision caught the girl standing next to the young man, and his eyes paused slightly.

Could it be Windsor Yao?

Thinking about it, it seemed possible.

Although Windsor Yao was now just a fallen lady from the Duke’s family, she still had some ties, however convoluted, with the Royal Family. Maybe Pei Xizhou took a liking to this and promoted her.

As he thought this, Pei Xizhou’s voice slowly reached them.

"...The student gaining the qualification to skip grades, you may have heard, is the member who achieved two perfect scores in the entrance examination."

As he said this, everyone immediately understood.

Getting two perfect scores in the entrance examination was truly rare, just one in four or five years, and recently, the only familiar name was Ying Jiu, who made a reputation at the entrance.

The lady from the Ying Family.

There was a quiet sigh from someone, admiring how worthy she was of coming from the Ying Family, being so outstanding even as an adopted daughter.

Jonah Reagan’s gentle, refined expression shattered instantly, and with much effort to maintain composure, he quietly asked, "President, wasn’t Ying Jiu’s perfume in the rating examination unqualified..?"

"That’s exactly what I want to ask."

Pei Xizhou smiled and looked at Rong Zhi with a gentle tone, "When I tested the perfume last, only four raw materials were found. Did you use only four raw materials to blend the perfume?"

Rong Zhi pocketed her phone and nodded slightly, "Yes."

Pei Xizhou: "Oh, then why not use more? The perfume you blended is indeed good, but perhaps adding a daffodil might better neutralize the top notes."

When he initially received the perfume from Rong Zhi, he nearly got overwhelmed by the scent.

Yet Rong Zhi was a mature perfumer; she shouldn’t make such a mistake.

Rong Zhi leisurely tugged at her lips, glanced at a figure beside Pei Xizhou, and spoke in a lukewarm voice, "Because there wasn’t any."

"None?" Pei Xizhou was surprised, "The materials prepared for you were adequate, so how come there wasn’t any?"

Rong Zhi’s eyes curved finely, but she smiled without speaking.

Pei Xizhou stared into her eyes for a long time, finally following her gaze aside, and then saw Jonah Reagan, whose expression was somewhat rigid.

He was stunned, recalling that Jonah Reagan was in charge of Rong Zhi’s examination venue.

Windsor Yao hesitated, then realized, "Ah, no wonder Jonah Reagan said Zhi Zhi failed the examination that day; he knew beforehand she lacked perfume materials?"

He was responsible for the venue, thus knowing the materials used for the examination best.

This made sense.

But why?

Tang Qie furrowed his brows, subconsciously remembering Jonah Reagan’s disciple, and linking it to her dispute with Rong Zhi, Jonah Reagan’s actions weren’t that hard to explain.

"Everyone’s materials are recorded; if she didn’t use them, how can it be my fault?" Facing inquisitive gazes, Jonah Reagan calmly retorted.

"Exactly, maybe Ying Jiu chose not to use them; how can this be blamed on someone else?" Qianlai, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn’t help but sneer.

She hadn’t intended to confront Rong Zhi, but hearing Pei Xizhou mention Rong Zhi had skipped two grades, thus becoming a senior member!

The sourness within was hard to suppress, and since her ties with Rong Zhi were already strained, speaking up could perhaps forge some connection with Jonah Reagan.

Jonah Reagan and Qianlai exchanged glances, seeing resistance mirrored in each other’s eyes.

Rong Zhi spoke slowly, "Who would do something so foolish?"

With materials laid on the table, even a fool would use the best ones to create the most perfect work.

The atmosphere was tense, with both sides holding their ground.

Tang Qie looked at the young man, leaning down beside Pei Xizhou and whispered, "President, can we check the production video?"

Jonah Reagan heard this, and immediately turned, somewhat surprised, "What video?"

"It’s a new rule this year," Tang Qie explained calmly, "Every table in the examination venue is equipped with a pinhole camera to record their production during the assessment."

Having said that, he raised his eyes, his tone indifferent, "Didn’t you know?"

Jonah Reagan: "..."

Tang Qie understood upon seeing him like this.

Moving aside to make a call, Tang Qie requested Rong Zhi’s production video be sent over. Jonah Reagan couldn’t stop it even if he wanted to; right in front of everyone, Rong Zhi’s examination video was projected onto the large screen.

The camera was positioned from the front, at a deadly angle that captured both the face and the table in the shot, showing the young man methodically preparing from the start of the examination.

And indeed, only four materials were placed before her.

The truth was clear.

Qianlai, who had spoken earlier, suddenly felt her face burning and retreated silently behind her brother, trying to become invisible.

Angduo glanced to the side, glaring disdainfully at her for meddling.

Qianlai was about to react when she realized Jonah Reagan was even more embarrassed.

His gentle, refined expression nearly unraveled.

Pei Xizhou immediately spoke in a stern voice, "Jonah Reagan, how did you arrange this?"

"I..."

Jonah Reagan started to speak but couldn’t continue.

He truly hadn’t expected the examination tables were equipped with hidden cameras.

Had he known, he wouldn’t have been so blatant in his actions.

Walking right into a trap.

Jonah Reagan was tongue-tied.

The video continued playing on the large screen, and after finishing, everyone gradually returned to their senses.

Some people even blend perfume like it’s an art.

Pei Xizhou nodded and looked at Rong Zhi with a smile, "I initially doubted awarding you the promotion, thinking it was undeserved. Now it seems rightfully earned. Well, that’s all for today’s issue, Jonah Reagan—"

He raised his voice, and Jonah Reagan could only respond bravely.

"You’ve been too busy lately; I’m giving you half a month’s leave." Pei Xizhou said coldly, "Due to negligence, there’s no bonus this month; additionally, submit a reflection report." 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Jonah Reagan pursed his lips.

The punishment was minimally harmful but deeply humiliating.

His reputation was in shambles.

Moreover, considering Pei Xizhou’s tone, Rong Zhi would become a senior member in the future, equaling his status.

Making any moves again would be exceedingly difficult, probably inviting ridicule in failure.

Jonah Reagan regretted profoundly.

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RH Group building, Hua Country.

Rong Jin was staring at the rumors targeting Rong Zhi on his notebook, his expression dark, "Did you find anything?"

"Not yet..." Bai Tingxun was getting anxious.

"Keep investigating, uncover the people behind this, and by the way, call Cousin to ask how she’s doing now." Rong Jin said.

Bai Tingxun acknowledged, hurriedly pulling out his phone to call Rong Zhi.

"Hello?"

The clear, low voice was still pleasant enough to make one feel captivated, but Bai Tingxun was too worried to appreciate it, urgently asking, "Boss, have you been online? Don’t respond to those posts on Weibo for now; the company is..."