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"Foreign schools are good, but when they're bad, they're really bad."

"Old Madam Qiao, do you want Dongliang to come back first?"

Old Madam Qiao's expression had already turned ugly.

Just now, she thought that Qiao Weiyang was exaggerating. Now, she was wavering.

"Also, I heard that the degrees provided by the Ivy League University in Northern California aren't recognized in the country. Look, there's already a lot of news on the forum. It's also because of this incident that many are speaking up about it."

"Really? Where? Let me see… So, it's true. The actual schools are calling the University of California and the Ivy League, but this school is called the Ivy League University in Northern California. It sounds like a lousy university!"

Someone quickly turned to the woman and told her not to say anything else in front of Old Madam Qiao.

Old Madam Qiao said, "I'll excuse myself first."