No Different from Useless Trash!

There were four pieces of irrefutable evidence in total.

Image one: enrollment major records.

Image two: an arts degree certificate.

Image three: official proof of student status.

Image four: a handwritten letter of clarification from Harvard's president.

Every single image was ironclad proof.

Even if Xie Yuchen wanted to put up a stubborn defense, he had no idea where to begin.

Most terrifying of all was the letter personally signed by Harvard's president. It was practically pinning Xie Yuchen to a pillar of shame—anyone who had ever studied at Harvard could spit on him.

The moment the post went up, the comments began skyrocketing.

Some claimed it was Photoshopped, while others said there were no signs of editing whatsoever.

Others immediately recognized the president's handwritten letter, written entirely in English...

Xie Yuchen was already dumbfounded, completely unsure how to handle it. The secretary beside him kept urging anxiously, "Vice President, hurry and refute the rumors! If public opinion keeps escalating, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

"Refute my fucking ass! My degree is fake!" Xie Yuchen roared in collapse.

The secretary jumped. "W-What?!"

Xie Yuchen had always clung to a sense of luck. He had carried the title of a Harvard Law School graduate for so many years without incident—who the hell had that much free time to come looking for trouble with him?!

Even if some marketing account got hold of his weakness and voiced suspicions, he could completely suppress it with a little money...

Right, why had he only thought of that now?!

He needed to find the person behind this, buy him off, and get the trending topic taken down!

At that thought, Xie Yuchen turned and shouted at the secretary, his face flushed with urgency, "What are you standing around for? Go find the PR department! Dig