Wang Bo slowly walked to the last police car. On the way, he met several Aocheng policemen, who were very respectful to him. Obviously, Wang Bo's ability shown in several cases made them admire him.

In fact, if you recall carefully, Lao Wang felt that he had not done anything great. He could only say that his colleagues in New Zealand were too trash and he pulled out a general like him from the slut.

When he arrived at the police car, he looked at it and found four people locked in it. One of them was a middle-aged man in his forties, while the other three were relatively young, dressed in ordinary clothes, neither dyed his hair nor dressed in strange clothes. The four people were similar to ordinary people on the street.

After taking a closer look, Wang Bo asked in confusion: "Did you four stay in the villa on the farm just now?"

When they attacked from the east, they caught four people, as if they were four of them. He didn't look carefully at that time, and after the four people came out of the villa, they squatted down with their butts sticking out.

The four of them sat dejectedly, like the partridges hit by the wind and rain. After listening to Wang Bo's words, the middle-aged man said weakly: "Yes, police officer, I picked up ******* at that time, but I didn't know you were policemen at that time, and I didn't attack, right?"

Wang Bo said: "I'm not here to hold you responsible. I want to know how long have you worked for Robert?"

The middle-aged man shook his head and said, "What Robert? Swear to God, I don't know who Robert is. We are just a band. Someone invited us to cover some songs, so we came."

"How many years have you been singing here?"

"We don't stay here all the time, we only stay here for ten days every month, and we will leave after recording dozens of songs."

"I'm asking how many years have you been singing here? Are the songs in it all covered by you?" Wang Bo asked tightly.

A young man in his thirties stood up and said irritably, "You have asked ten times. We have been singing here for four or five years. Who remembers how long it took? Anyway, we just sing, just like singing in a bar..."

"Like a bar resident singer? Will the bar make records for you? Will release these records for you? You have known this is a crime, right?" Wang Bo said coldly.

The young man wanted to roar, and the middle-aged man glared at him sternly and said, "Reddy, sit down! Leave it to me here, I'll deal with it!"

After saying that, he looked at Wang Bo and said calmly: "Yes, we know this is a crime, but we only provide singing, just like bar resident singing. We don't care about the purpose of these records or the source of these songs."

"How much does the owner here give you? How do you get profits?"

The middle-aged man said: "We have answered it just now, and this time the answer is still the same. Sing a song for 200 NZD. We can earn 15,000 to 20,000 yuan a month together."

"So little?" Wang Bo asked in surprise. There were four of them, and the average amount of money they could get in a month was only 4,000 to 5,000 yuan. For their voices, this money was really not too much.

The four of them did not answer his question, and only the middle-aged man spread his hands and made a gesture of "I'm telling the truth or not."

Wang Bo didn't care about their attitude, he smiled and said, "Then how much money do you have left now? You know, right? Someone will definitely sue you in court. If no one is willing to bail you, then you have to prepare a large amount of compensation."

In New Zealand's infringement case, the price of going to court is very small and there is no need to pay any fees. Just sue it.

However, lawyers need to go to court, and the fees for lawyers are very expensive. In many infringement cases, the compensation claimed is not enough to pay attorney fees. Therefore, according to common sense, once an intellectual property infringement case is brought to court, the amount of compensation will not be small.

As for the fine, it is hard to say. The judge will make a judgment based on the "infringement" and the "consequences" and can reach up to 150,000 NZD. In addition, the court's penalty on the infringer is sometimes not simply a penalty. If the infringement is very serious, the judge can sentence the infringer to imprisonment, with a maximum sentence of five years!

After hearing Wang Bo's words, the four people in the car were silent. The young man who was about to get angry just now looked extremely frustrated. He kicked the carriage with his feet irritably and said angrily: "Hey, police officer, just say anything you want to say, don't talk too much here! If you want to know who the owner of this factory is, sorry we don't know! We really don't know!"

Wang Bo shrugged, "I don't care who the owner of this factory is. Guys, I'm here to tell you, if those records are your voice, if you are willing to work for my bar, then I can pay bail for you."

Hearing this again, the four of them suddenly stared at him with wide eyes and asked in unison: "What? Are you willing to pay bail? Are you kidding?"

Wang Bo said calmly: "I'm not kidding, yes, I can pay bail for you, but if you have the conditions, you must work for me..."

"Do you have an underground factory, too?" someone asked in shock.

The middle-aged man pushed him and said dissatisfiedly: "Is your ears a decoration? The police officer said that he invited us to his bar to sing, right? The police officer?"

Wang Bo nodded and smiled, "Yes, not everyone is doing illegal business. My business is legal. If you are willing to accept my bail, you must work for my bar. I will not bully you. The working years are calculated based on the bail. You can get up to 20,000 yuan in a month here, right? Then I will calculate it based on the 20,000 yuan. The bail is many times the 20,000 yuan, and how many months do you work for me. Of course, I will pay you a salary to ensure that your income is much higher than you are now."

Reddy, a young man with yellow hair, shook his head and said, "No, this is unfair. The price of singing here is very low. That's because we can make records, so we are willing to work at a low price. In fact, we are also well-known..."

"I can also make records for you, and it's not pirated. As long as you can write songs yourself, I can pay to find a record company to publish records for you." Wang Bo interrupted him and said.

This condition is obviously tempting for the four young people. Reddy was the first to shout, "What are you hesitating about? Just do that!"

The middle-aged man was obviously more steady, and he asked cautiously: "Mr. Police officer, aren't you afraid that we won't execute the contract after we are released on bail? Or, even if we go to your bar and don't sing seriously, aren't you worried?"

Wang Bo smiled angrily and said, "No, I'm not worried. I bet that as long as you sign the contract, you don't dare to do this. I'm confident that you don't dare."
Chapter completed!