Lawyer Zhang smiled amiably, his hands lightly crossed in front of him.
"Don't worry, the private compensation won't be much. Since Mr. Jiang hasn't published the manuscript yet, and you've only plagiarized his ideas, concepts, and outline, you only need to compensate for the income you've earned since publishing this book…"
Seeing Li Zhe's miserable appearance and the despair hidden beneath his swollen eyelids, Lawyer Zhang paused slightly. Then he smiled again, raised one hand, spread his fingers apart, and slowly flipped his palm over. "Ten times."
"Ten times?!"
Li Zhe was so shocked that he almost jumped up. The moment he moved, intense pain surged through his body, causing his face to contort before he collapsed back onto the bed, utterly helpless.
Ten times.
