"I am a business spy, a pure business spy. I search for business secrets for employers to get paid. My job is very risky but peaceful. Many people think that spies are as exciting and interesting as they are played in movies, so they have unrealistic misunderstandings and yearnings for the profession of spy. I hope you are not such a person."

After John Jones finished speaking, he stared at Yang Yi's eyes and smiled and said, "I am just a commercial spy, so I can't teach you too much, nor can I bring you into the circle where your father is. Apart from having a common name for a spy, we don't actually have much similarities. After listening to these, are you still willing to learn from me?"

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

John Jones didn't ask any of these details about Yang Yi's origin, how to prove his identity, where he went over the years, how he knew the cause of his parents' death, and what mental journey he had to decide to take revenge.

Yang Yi thinks there should be two reasons. One is that John Jones, as a spy, even if he is just a calm business spy, understands and strictly abides by one principle, that is, he does not easily spy on other people's secrets.

Another reason is that John Jones will not interfere in his personal grudges.

For the sake of repaying kindness, John Jones will help Yang Yi enter the industry and may teach him something, but John Jones will not be involved in Yang Yi's revenge plan, so he simply doesn't ask Yang Yi for anything, so as not to turn against Yang Yi in the future or even be silenced by Yang Yi.

Yang Yi certainly didn't have such thoughts, but it may not be possible in the future. John Jones is guarding against this point. What helps others may not be rewarded. In order to avoid future troubles, it is beneficial to know less, so even if Yang Yi talks about John first, he may not be willing to know.

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

Yang Yi is now wondering 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. However, a very successful businessman is just more likely to be with him when he is not at home, but he will definitely be with him as long as he goes home.

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

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

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

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

"I'll arrive at the office at nine o'clock, you go down 186 Savile Street, and Jones's Accounting Firm comes to me."

John Jones hung up the phone. Yang Yi thought about it and found that he was far away from Savile Street. It was a bit tight when he arrived in an hour.

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

It took 58 minutes to Yang Yi rushed to 186 Savile Street, where there was a three-story old-style building, the first floor was a men's clothing store, and the third floor was the accounting firm John Jones mentioned.

Yang Yi ran up, and then at about nine o'clock, he pushed open the glass door of the accounting firm.

"Hello, I'll look for Mr. John Jones."

"I'm asking your name, sir."

"Yang Yi."

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

The accounting firm is not big. Yang Yi took a look and found that there were six cubicle office areas in the hall and four independent offices. Now there are four people sitting in the cubicle office areas in the hall.

A female front desk in her twenties led Yang Yi to an office and knocked on the door. She whispered: "Mr. Jones, your waiting guest is here."

"Please come in."

Yang Yi entered the office. The office was not big, the decoration was very simple, and the layout was OK. At least it looked like the office of a normal accounting firm owner.

John Jones brought a flower glass. When he saw Yang Yi coming in, he placed a stack of documents in his hand on the table. Then he took off the flower glasses he brought, put them aside, reached out to point at the chair in front of the desk, and whispered: "Please sit down, take a look at this, sign if there is no problem."

Yang Yi took the documents 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, "Operation of an accounting firm is my main business, and business spies are my part-time job. If you want to learn something from me, you must at least have a suitable identity."

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

John Jones took the document and smiled at Yang Yi and said, "Your job is an administrative assistant. As a newcomer, you have to start with the most basic things, such as cleaning, handing someone a cup of coffee, etc., and you need to be familiar with the accountant's business as soon as possible. I hope you can reach the level of an intern 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 do what you told me, but I want to know what the use of learning these as a spy."

"Of course it's useful. Since you want to follow me as a commercial spy and you want to use the staff here as a cover, you have to become an accountant. And even if you want to be a spy, it's very beneficial to be able to calculate your own assets. What do you think?"

Yang Yi spread his hands and said, "Well, I have no problem. I can learn, but I also want to learn something more useful, such as shooting and fighting. I have practiced fighting, but then I found that what I practiced is meaningless. Of course, there are other techniques that I need to learn."

John Jones made a puzzled expression and said, "I don't understand, as a business spy, why are you learning these things?"

Yang Yi was even more puzzled than John Jones. He said in great confusion: "As a spy, aren't these the most basic skills?"

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

John Jones waved his hands back and forth and smiled: "What is the most important thing as a spy? It is to obtain intelligence and transmit intelligence. With current technological conditions, intelligence transmission is almost zero threshold, and it is easy for any ordinary person to do it, so the most important task is to obtain intelligence."

"I can understand this, but..."

"No, however, for a commercial spy, or even a spy in the true sense you think, in any case, using violence means failure, a complete failure! Imagine that during World War II, an Allied spy wanted to obtain a high-value military intelligence at the German headquarters. What should he do? Shoot a German officer? Or would he exhaust a general with bare hands, get a piece of critical intelligence and flee and send it back, and then go back to enjoy the treatment of a hero?"

Yang Yi was speechless when asked. John Jones shook his head and said, "This is the plot in the movie. In fact, this will not happen, because for spies, exposure is failure, and a complete failure. Imagine that even if you kill a thousand people and get an extremely important intelligence, assuming that the Normandy landing plan is ready, do you think the information obtained in this way is still useful? If it is useless, is it still meaningful to kill those thousand people? It doesn't make sense. What are you doing, just to destroy the good situation where you can access important intelligence?"

Yang Yi was stunned by the question, and then he whispered: "However, many cases prove that sometimes violent means must be used to obtain certain intelligence."

"Yes, of course this situation will happen, but there are too few cases of using violent means to seize intelligence. You cannot use isolated incidents that happen by chance as an argument, but you can't see how a spy does it under most conditions."

John Jones smiled and said to Yang Yi: "If I am willing to help you, you will definitely follow the best way. Your future should not be a spy, agent, or an operation 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: "What do you mean is that my template should be the role of a boss, or the role of the commander, rather than the person responsible for the specific action?"

John nodded and said with a serious expression: "Yes, this is your positioning, a commander, not a soldier, just like your father, he does not need to take any information on his own. All he does is to order and then naturally someone will do everything for him."

Yang Yi exhaled and said, "I understand, then don't I need to learn some specific skills?"

John Jones smiled and said, "It's necessary, but not to learn from me. You still need to start from the bottom and familiarize yourself with every link. All you have to learn from me is how to become a leader. As for other things, you have to learn elsewhere. I'm just a business spy. How about it? Do you still want to join me now?"
Chapter completed!