A War Between Spies

“I am a commercial spy, a pure commercial spy. I search for business secrets for my employer to get paid. My job risk is high but it is very peaceful. Many people think that spies are as exciting and interesting as the movies, so they are spies. This profession has unrealistic misconceptions and longings. I hope that you are not such a person."

After John Jones finished, staring at Yang Yi’s eyes, he smiled and said: “I am just a commercial spy, so I can’t teach you too much, and I can’t bring you into the circle where your father is. In addition to having a common name for a spy, there are not many similar places. After listening to this, are you willing to learn from me?"

Yang Yi did not hesitate: "Of course, if you are willing to let me learn from you, I am grateful."

John Jones sighed, then he stood up, put a business card on the table, and whispered: "Call me at 8 am tomorrow, goodbye."

John Jones just left.

For the origin of Yang Yi, how to prove his identity, where he went in the past years, and how he knows the cause of his parents' death, and after what kind of mental journey has decided to revenge, these details John Jones did not ask.

Yang Yi thinks that there should be two reasons. One is that John Jones is a spy. Even if he is only a peaceful commercial spy, he understands and strictly adheres to a criterion, that is, he does not easily spy on other people's secrets.

Another reason is that John Jones will not get involved in his personal grievances.

For reasons of repaying, John Jones will help Yang Yi to enter the line, and may teach him something, but John Jones will not be involved in Yang Yi’s revenge plan, so he simply does not ask Yang Yi any Things, after the exemption will be with Yang Yi turned face or even Yang Yi.

Yang Yi certainly does not have this kind of mind, but there is no such thing as it is not, and John Jones is guarding this. Helping others to get it is not necessarily a good report. In order to avoid future troubles, it is good to know less. So even if Yang Yixian said that John is not necessarily willing to know.

But no matter what, John Jones should help him, this is enough for Yang Yi.

Yang Yi is now thinking about what his father is.

In Yang Yi’s impression, his father loves to laugh, is very low-key, and is a very ordinary businessman, but a very successful businessman is only more when he is not at home, but he will definitely accompany him as soon as he returns home.

So in his own impression, Yang Yi thinks that his father is really a good father, but Yang Yi also understands that anyone has two faces.

In front of his family, he plays a good father and a good husband. In front of others, the role of Yang Yi’s father can be said to be bad.

After drinking the coffee, Yang Yi left the cafe and went to find a hotel to stay.

At 6 o'clock the next morning, Yang Yi got up and washed, ate breakfast, and then waited at 8 o'clock in the hotel lobby to call John Jones on time.

"I will arrive at the office at nine o'clock, you fall to 186 Saville Street, and Jones CPA looks for me."

John Jones hung up the phone. Yang Yi thought about it and found that he was far from Saville Street. He was nervous when he arrived in an hour.

Yang Yi immediately rushed out of the hotel lobby, got a taxi he had already reserved, and hurriedly said: "186 Savile Street, fast!"

In fifty-eight minutes, Yang Yi rushed to No. 186 Savile Street, where a three-story old-fashioned building, a men's store on the first floor, and an accounting firm by John Jones on the third floor.

Yang Yifei ran up, and then he opened the glass door of the accounting firm at nine o'clock.

"Hello, I am looking for Mr. John Jones."

"Excuse your name, sir."

"Yang Yi."

"Okay, Mr. Jones is in the office, please come with me."

The accounting firm was not big. Yang Yi took a look and found that there were six compartments in the hall, and there were four separate offices. Now there are four people in the compartment office area.

A woman in her twenties took Yang Yi to an office and knocked on the door. She whispered: "Mr. Jones, the guests you are waiting for."

"Please come in."

Yang Yi entered the office, the office is not big, the decoration is very simple, the layout is okay, at least it seems to be the office of a normal accounting firm owner.

John Jones took a flower mirror and saw Yang Yi coming in. He put a stack of documents in his hand on the table, then took off the flower glasses, put them aside, and reached for the chair in front of the desk. One finger, whispered: "Please sit down, take a look at this, sign it without any problems."

Yang Yi took over the documents handed by John Jones and found that it was the employment contract of Jones CPA.

Yang Yi made an incomprehensible gesture to John Jones. John Jones smiled: "The business accounting firm is my main business. Commercial spies are my part-time job. If you want to learn something with me, then You must have at least one suitable identity."

Yang Yi saw the document, so he immediately signed his name, and then reverently returned to John Jones.

John Jones took the paper and smiled at Yang Yi: "Your job is an administrative assistant. As a new person, you have to start from the most basic, such as cleaning up the hygiene, handing someone a cup of coffee or something, Also, you need to get familiar with the accountant's business as soon as possible. I hope that you can reach the level of the intern accountant within six months."

Yang Yi is not dissatisfied. He is only curious now, then he whispers: "Do I have to start from these?"

John Jones nodded: "Yes."

Yang Yi scratched his head and then some helplessly said: "I will do what you want, but I want to know what it is to be a spy to learn."

"Of course it is useful. Since you have to follow me as a commercial spy, and you have to use the staff here as a cover, then of course you have to be an accountant. Also, even if you want to be a spy, you can count your assets. There is a lot of good, what do you think?"

Yang Yi spread his hand and said: "Hey, I have no problem, I can learn, but I also want to learn some other more useful things, such as shooting, fighting, I practiced fighting, but then I found myself practicing. Those don't make sense, of course there are other tricks that I need to learn."

John Jones made a puzzled expression and said, "I don't understand, as a commercial spy, what do you learn to do?"

Yang Yi is still puzzled by John Jones. He is extremely confused: "As a spy, are these not the most basic skills?"

"No, no, you obviously didn't figure out one thing. I said that I am a commercial spy, and commercial spies don't need this."

John Jones put his hands back and forth and smiled: "What is the most important thing as a spy? It is to get intelligence and to transmit information. In the current technological conditions, the transmission of intelligence is almost zero threshold. Any ordinary person is It's easy to do, so the main job is to get the information."

"I can understand this, but..."

"No, but for a commercial spy, even a spy in your true sense, using violence means failure and complete failure, no matter what the situation! Imagine a spy of the Allies during World War II. To get a high-value military intelligence at the German headquarters, what should he do? Shoot a German officer or kill a general, get a key message to escape and send it back, then go back and enjoy the hero's treatment. ?"

Yang Yi was asked nothing, and John Jones shook his head. "This is the plot in the movie. In fact, this kind of thing does not happen because the spy is a failure, a complete failure, and a vision. If you kill a thousand people and get a very important piece of information, assuming that the Normandy landing plan is good, do you think that the information obtained in this way is still useful? If you don't use ~www.readwn.com~ you hit Does the death of a thousand people make sense? It doesn't make sense, what do you do, just to destroy the great situation in which you can access important information?"

Yang Yi was asked to hold it, and then he whispered: "But many cases prove that sometimes it is necessary to use violent means to obtain certain information."

"Yes, of course, this will happen, but there are too few violent means to seize intelligence. You can't use the incidents that happened by chance to be used as arguments, but you can't see how a spy is doing under most conditions. of."

John Jones smiled and then confronted Yang Yidao: "I will help you, I will definitely follow the best way. Your future should not be a hands-on spy, or an agent, or an action team. You may be in the future. It really needs to solve a lot of problems with violence, but those problems should not be solved by you."

Yang Yi whispered: "Do you mean that my template should be a boss's role, or a commander's role, not a specific one?"

John nodded and said with a serious face: "Yes, this is your position, a commander, not a soldier. Just like your father, what information he needs does not need to be hands-on. All he does is need. Order and then someone will do everything for him."

Yang Yi breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I understand, then I don't need to learn some specific skills?"

John Jones smiled and said: "Need, but not learning from me, you still need to start from the bottom, start from familiar with each link, what you want to learn from me is just how to become a leader, as for other things. You have to go elsewhere to learn, and then repeat, I am just a commercial spy, how do you want to join me now?"