"Don't worry. I'm a man of principles—I don't swindle just anyone."
Xia Ping patted his chest, declaring that he was a man of principles.
"Thank you. Then I can rest easy."
Jerma's mouth twitched. For some reason, even as he felt relieved inside, he also felt a little stifled. By that logic, didn't it mean he wasn't even worth swindling?!
Still, no matter what, at least he no longer had to worry about being cheated until not even a single hair was left.
"But what should we do next?"
Jerma humbly asked for Xia Ping's opinion. He now regarded Xia Ping as the leader. Faced with such a formidable figure, he truly did not dare offend him lightly.
"Hold a press conference. Publishing a book has to be done with great fanfare—otherwise, how will anyone know about it? This isn't an era where the fragrance of wine need not fear a deep alley. If you don't promote it, who will know what you're doing?"
Xia Ping said with a beaming smile.
A press conference?!
Jerma's expression turned strange. A swindler was holding a press conference? That was far too high-profile and flamboyant. But it also coincided perfectly with his own thoughts. If they wanted to sell more books, they naturally had to promote them—and promote them heavily.
"What price should we set for the book?"
Jerma asked.
"One hundred Universal Coins per copy," Xia Ping answered casually.
What?!
Jerma was startled. Ordinary books only cost five Universal Coins each. Even the more expensive ones were merely ten or twenty Universal Coins. One hundred Universal Coins per copy was simply outrageous.
He had been about to ask who would buy it at such a steep price, but on second thought, the value of this book was astonishing. It could be called