Chapter 10 Commercial Espionage

"I'm a commercial espionage, purely commercial espionage. I search for commercial secrets for my employer to get paid. My job is very risky but peaceful. Many people think that espionage is as exciting and interesting as in the movies, so they have unrealistic misconceptions and longings for the espionage profession. I hope you are not such a person."

After John Jones finished speaking, he stared into Yang Yi's eyes and said with a smile: "I'm just a commercial spy, so I can't teach you too much, and I can't bring you into the circle your father was in. We don't have much in common except the common name of a spy. After hearing this, are you still willing to learn from me?"

Yang Yi said without hesitation: "Of course, if you let me learn from you, I will be grateful."

John Jones sighed, then he stood up, put a business card on the table, and then whispered: "Call me at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, goodbye."

John Jones just went away.

Regarding Yang Yi's origin, how to prove his identity, where he has been all these years, how he knew the cause of his parents' death, and what mental journey he went through before he decided to take revenge, John Jones didn't ask any of these details.

Yang Yi thinks there should be two reasons. One is that John Jones, as a spy, even a peaceful commercial spy, understands and strictly abides by a rule, that is, not to easily spy on other people's secrets.

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

For the reason of gratitude, John Jones will help Yang Yi enter the industry, and may teach him some things, but John Jones will not be involved in Yang Yi's revenge plan, so he simply does not ask Yang Yi anything, lest he will turn against Yang Yi in the future or even be silenced by Yang Yi.

Yang Yi definitely didn't have this kind of thought, but he might not have it in the future, and that's what John Jones was on guard against. Helping others may not be all rewards. In order to avoid troubles in the future, it's good to know less, so even if Yang Yi said John first, he might not be willing to know.

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

Yang Yi is now thinking about what kind of person his father is.

In Yang Yi's impression, his father loves to laugh, is very low-key, and is also a very ordinary businessman, but he is a very successful businessman, but he spends more time away from home, but he will definitely be with him when he returns home.

So in his own impression, Yang Yi felt that his father was really a good father, but Yang Yi also understood that everyone has two faces.

He plays a good father and husband in front of his own family, but it is hard to say what role Yang Yi's father plays in front of others.

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

At six o'clock the next morning, Yang Yi got up to wash up, had breakfast, and then waited in the hotel lobby until eight o'clock, and called John Jones on time.

"I'll be at the office at nine o'clock. You can find me at 186 Savile Row, Jones Accountants."

John Jones hung up the phone, Yang Yi thought about it, and found that he was far away from Savile Row, and he was a little nervous when he arrived in an hour.

Yang Yi rushed out of the hotel lobby immediately, got into the taxi he had booked, and said anxiously: "No. 186 Savile Row, hurry up!"

It took 58 minutes for Yang Yi to arrive at No. 186 Savile Row, which is an old-style building with three floors. The first floor is a men's clothing store, and the third floor is the accounting firm John Jones said.

Yang Yi flew up, and at exactly nine o'clock, he pushed open the glass door of the accounting office.

"Hi, I'm looking for Mr. John Jones."

"Your name, sir."

"Yang Yi."

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

The accounting firm is not big. Yang Yi took a look and found that there were six office cubicles in the hall, and four separate offices. Now four of the office cubicles in the lobby are already occupied.

A female receptionist in her twenties led Yang Yi to an office, knocked on the door, and she whispered: "Mr. Jones, the guest you were waiting for is here."

"Please come in."

Yang Yi entered the office. The office is not big, the decoration is very simple, and the layout is okay. At least it looks like a normal office of the boss of an accounting firm.

John Jones was carrying a mirror, and when he saw Yang Yi coming in, he put a stack of documents in his hand on the table, then took off the mirror, put it aside, pointed at the chair in front of the desk, and said softly: "Please sit down, take a look at this, and sign if there is no problem."

Yang Yi took the document handed over by John Jones and found that it was the employment contract of Jones Accounting Firm.

Yang Yi made a puzzled gesture to John Jones. John Jones smiled and said, "Running an accounting firm is my main job, and commercial espionage is my part-time job. If you want to learn something from me, you must at least have a suitable identity."

Yang Yi read the document, so he immediately signed his name, and respectfully returned it to John Jones.

John Jones took the document, then smiled at Yang Yi and said, "Your job is to be an administrative assistant. As a newcomer, you have to start with the most basic things, such as cleaning up, handing others a cup of coffee, and so on. Also, you need to familiarize yourself with the accounting business as soon as possible. I hope you can reach the level of a trainee accountant within half a year."

Yang Yi was not dissatisfied, he was just curious now, and then he whispered: "Do I have to start with these?"

John Jones nodded and said, "Yes."

Yang Yi scratched his head, and then said helplessly: "I will follow your orders, but I want to know what's the use of being a spy and learning these things."

"Of course it's useful. Since you want to be a commercial spy with me, and you want to use the identity of an employee here as a cover, then of course you have to become an accountant. Also, even if you want to be a spy, it is still very beneficial to be able to account for your assets, what do you think?"

Yang Yi spread his hands and said: "Uh, I have no problem, I can learn, but I also want to learn other more useful things, such as shooting, fighting, I have practiced fighting, but then I found that the ones I practiced are meaningless. Of course, there are other skills that I need to learn."

John Jones made a puzzled expression, and said, "I don't understand. As a commercial spy, what are you doing learning these things?"

Yang Yi was still more confused than John Jones. He said in a very confused way: "As a spy, aren't these the most basic skills?"

"No, no, you obviously didn't understand one thing. I said that I was a commercial spy, and commercial spies don't need these."

John Jones waved his hands back and forth, and said with a smile: "As a spy, what is the most important thing? Obtaining information and delivering information. With the current technological conditions, there is almost zero threshold for information delivery. It is easy for any ordinary person to do it, so the most important thing is to obtain information."

"I can understand this, but..."

"No, but for a commercial spy, or even a real spy in your opinion, no matter what the situation, using violence means failure, a complete failure! Imagine, during World War II, a spy of the Allied forces wanted to obtain a piece of high-value military intelligence at the German headquarters. What should he do? Shoot and kill a German officer? Or exhaust a general with his bare hands, escape with a key piece of information, send it back, and then go back to enjoy the treatment of a hero?"

Yang Yi was speechless when he was asked, John Jones shook his head and said: "This is the plot in the movie. In fact, this kind of thing will not happen, because for a spy, being exposed is a failure, a complete failure. Imagine, even if you kill a thousand people and get a very important piece of information, assuming that the Normandy landing plan is completed, do you think the information obtained in this way is still useful? If it is useless, is it meaningful for you to kill the thousand people? ?”

Yang Yi was stunned by the question, and then he said in a low voice: "However, many cases prove that sometimes it is necessary to use violent means to obtain certain information."

"Yes, of course there are cases, but such cases of using violent means to seize intelligence are too rare. You can't use occasional isolated incidents as an argument, but you can't see what a spy actually does under most conditions."

John Jones smiled, and then said to Yang Yi: "If I am willing to help you, I will do it in the best way. Your future should not be a spy, or an agent, or an action team. You may really need to use violence to solve many problems in the future, but those problems should not be solved by you."

Yang Yi whispered: "You mean that my template should be the role of a boss, or the role of a commander, rather than the person in charge of specific actions?"

John nodded, and said with a serious face: "Yes, this is your role, a commander, not a soldier, just like your father, he doesn't need to do it himself for any information he needs, all he needs to do is to order and then someone will do everything for him."

Yang Yi breathed out and said, "I understand, so I don't need to learn some specific skills?"

John Jones smiled and said: "Yes, but you don't learn from me. You still need to start from the bottom and get familiar with every link. What you have to learn from me is how to be a leader. As for other things, you have to learn elsewhere. I repeat, I am just a commercial spy. How about it? Do you still want to join me now?"