Bai Song was very concerned about this matter. It was also time to get off work in the afternoon, and the old man probably wouldn't stay here for too long. After Bai Song persuaded him for a while, the old man agreed to let Bai Song follow him to the book wholesale place.
"You're not going to crack down on pirated books, are you?" The old man suddenly realized something: "Are you going to arrest me too?"
"Ah?" Bai Song was suddenly stunned. This... really is... huh?
"Haha," the old man laughed, "Take a close look at these books. Are there any pirated copies?"
Bai Song was embarrassed, all these books looked like pirated copies!
Article 218 of the Criminal Law provides that if, for the purpose of profit, anyone knowingly sells infringing copies as provided for in Article 217 of this Law, and the illegal gains are huge, he shall be sentenced to fixed-term imprisonment of not more than three years or criminal detention, and shall be fined or fined alone.
The 217 articles mentioned above refer to pirated books.
Bai Song carefully picked up a few old books with poor printing quality and flipped through them carefully: "Are these the genuine ones?"
"Okay, come with me and take a look later." The old man didn't explain.
Bai Song flipped through a few more books and found that every one of them had a publisher. Although the paper quality and appearance were not very formal, there were no problems with the printing. So he decided not to consider this matter for the time being and would talk about it later.
Bai Song believed that this old man was indeed a retired university professor, and he couldn't help but become interested in the four large chemistry books.
"Were you a chemistry professor before?" Bai Song asked.
"Well, I guess so. I study quantum chemistry, and sometimes I go back to school to work, but when I'm free, I come here to sell books." The old man agreed.
This is truly a great hero. This is definitely not for money, but for...it's hard to say, maybe it's just a hobby.
But what is quantum chemistry? Why does it sound like a scam?
Isn’t it true that nowadays everything so-called high-tech is said to be quantum...Everything is added with the word quantum, and this word has become a disaster area.
Indecision, quantum mechanics; insufficient knowledge, parallel universe; style jump, virtual world; unclear explanation, time travel...
Seeing Bai Song's suspicious face, the old man was also a little unhappy. He took out one of the four books and said, "Quantum chemistry is a branch of physical chemistry. It is a very broad concept. There are many marginal disciplines under it. I guess... you won't understand it even if I tell you."
"Uh..." Bai Song was prepared to hear something extremely obscure and difficult to understand, but this is all he said? Could this be a liar...
Bai Song took the book on physical chemistry and felt a little curious. What kind of book is this?
Structural chemistry, thermochemistry, ...quantum chemistry...
"Is there really such a thing?" Bai Song was quite surprised, and what surprised him most was that the book was covered with densely packed notes.
"Did you write this?" Bai Song asked.
"I guess so... Oh? You mean the notes above? That wasn't written by me. It was learned by one of my former students..." The old man didn't say much and took the book from Bai Song.
Bai Song didn't ask any more questions and stayed with the old man for a while. The old man sold a few more books and when it was almost time, he packed up and prepared to leave. Bai Song helped and quickly put all the books in the car.
"How are you leaving?" the old man asked.
"Just take your tricycle. I think there's room for one more person." Bai Song pointed to the seat in the front of the tricycle.
"Okay, let's go. When you come back, just take a taxi." The old man motioned Bai Song to get in the car first.
At around five or six in the evening in midsummer, when the sky was still bright, Bai Song sat on a tricycle and followed the old man to a scrap collection station.
This place...
Bai Song really didn't expect that this uncle who claimed to be a university professor could actually take Bai Song to Zhao Guofeng.
When Zhao Guofeng saw this combination, he didn't understand it, but he still came over and greeted Bai Song.
"Officer Bai, you came here without even telling me in advance..." Zhao Guofeng shook hands with Bai Song quickly, "What's the matter?"
Last time, Bai Song came to Zhao Guofeng's scrap collection station several times because of the iron barrels in Li's murder case. After that incident, the police station came to hold Zhao Guofeng accountable because the iron barrels were lost from the chemical plant. However, Zhao Guofeng was indeed unaware of the origin of these things, and later did not blame him too much.
It is also because of this that Zhao Guofeng was still very polite when he saw Bai Song.
Bai Song briefly explained his purpose and then chatted with the old man for a few words before he found out what was going on.
In recent years, the sales of paper books have been getting worse and worse, and many bookstores have closed down. Zhao Guofeng seized the opportunity and bought a large warehouse of books at a price higher than that of waste paper.
If Zhao Guofeng sold waste paper, he would definitely lose money, but if he sold it as books, he would make a lot of money. In addition, there are many books collected from waste collection, and those in good condition are also placed in the warehouse.
The prices of these books are very cheap, even cheaper than pirated copies, so people like this old man come here regularly to buy some and then sell them.
Zhao Guofeng was unsure about the relationship between Bai Song and the old man, so he was very polite to the old man. The old man was no longer as impatient as before when he was choosing books. Although it was late, he was not in a hurry at all.
The warehouse here is quite large. Bai Song went in for a walk around. The books here are similar to those sold by the old man. There are mostly leisure books, and they are all old books. Bai Song even found a law book from ten years ago, which is basically only of reference value.
They are all miscellaneous books, junior and senior high school tutoring textbooks, junior and senior high school teaching materials and the like, and they are indeed authentic.
Copyright is a very special right. The right to authorship, the right to modify, and the right to protect the integrity of the work are permanent. No matter how many hands the book passes through, the original author enjoys these rights.
But the right to sell is exhausted once and for all. After the bookstore bought the books at a reasonable price, it is not illegal for anyone to sell them any way they want.
Bai Song waited for about 20 minutes, and the old man came out pushing a cart with dozens of books.
"Just take these today." After the old man said this to Zhao Guofeng, he moved all the books onto the electronic scale.
"Hey, there are only a few books, just take them." Zhao Guofeng waved his hand generously.
"Just weigh it. It's not worth much anyway." The old man didn't want to accept this favor.
When Zhao Guofeng heard the old man's last words, he smiled awkwardly, weighed the money, and it was only a few dozen yuan, so he gave the old man the change.
The old man didn't hesitate. After paying the money, he took out two books from the bookcase and handed them to Bai Song: "This is the book you want."
Bai Song had been waiting for a long time and started turning the pages immediately.
"Then I'll go first." The old man didn't want to say more, and he dragged the cart out of the warehouse. After a while, he returned the cart, and without saying a word, he rode away on his tricycle.
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