Chapter 235: Don't Look Back
"It's a bit of a misunderstanding," Yu Shan said with a frown, "I'm not hiring a commercial spy." Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"
Max spread his hands and opened his eyes wide: "What's that?" 007οΌ Ha, haha......" laughed a few times, and seeing that Yu Shan was still looking at him with a serious face, Max coughed, smiled slightly embarrassed, and said, "Okay, it seems that you are not joking." But I think you're mistaken, we Knox are just a commercial investigation agency, and some are just commercial investigators, which is what you call commercial spies. As for 007, the kind of spy who goes to heaven and earth, and is always a beautiful woman, I'm sorry, even if it really exists, we can't afford to hire it. β
Yu Shan said: "I remember you just said that there is nothing that Knox can't take. β
Max said: "It's a little bit ...... Uh, self-defeating? But I can only regret to tell you that this is really not within our scope of business. β
Yu Shan was silent, staring at Max, trying to see something in the other man's face. He wanted to figure out if Max was raising the price or if he was really refusing.
After thirty seconds, Yu Shan decided to retreat. He stood up and said regretfully, "It seems that I am in the wrong place." β
Max also stood up and shook Yu Shan's hand: "It's nothing, people always have misunderstandings about the business investigation industry. β
Yu Shan greeted and said, "I have a question. β
"Please."
"Where did you learn Chinese?"
"At Georgetown University, Chinese is my elective. That's why I was told by my supervisor that I would be stationed in Hong Kong after the training. Then Knox was cut down in Hong Kong, and I came to Tokyo. β
Yu Shan smiled and said, "This is life. β
Max nodded approvingly: "That's right, this is life." I'll send you ......"
Max sent Yu Shan to the elevator door, and until the elevator door closed, Yu Shan didn't see that Max had the intention of raising the price to keep him. It's really strange, it stands to reason that Max in a year or five would not deceive himself because of a question more than ten years ago, but why does Max now make it clear that Knox has no professional spies?
Thinking wildly in his head, Yu Shan didn't know how he got out of the office building. He stood at the door of the office building and was at a loss in his head, if the most powerful Knox couldn't hire a professional spy, where would he find such a person to help him?
He habitually fumbled and took out a cigarette, and just put it in his mouth to realize that he didn't have a lighter - the disposable lighter on his body was confiscated by the security check before boarding, and at this time, a Chinese voice came from behind him: "Sir?" β
Yu Shan turned his head and saw Max trotting towards him. Yu Shan secretly clenched his fists, looked silent, took down the cigarette in his mouth, and pretended to be puzzled: "Max? You didn't come after me to invite me to dinner. β
Max waved his hand: "Eating is something that only Japanese people do...... But maybe we can have another cup of coffee -- a different place. Max looked back, and following Max's gaze, Yu Shan saw the big nose from before. Max said, "Actually, my boss is interested in your request. β
Half an hour later, the location was changed to a small coffee shop, Yu Shan turned the glass of orange juice, and across from him sat Max and his boss Joey.
Max Lane is a descendant of German immigrants, but it is difficult to tell the Germans in his face and personality other than his surname. His boss, Joey Franz, still retains a distinctly French identity. Even if you drink coffee with a customer, you won't forget to laugh with the waiter who serves the coffee.
Yu Shan was able to hold his breath and warn himself to guard against arrogance and rashness. But it wasn't long before the conversation finally got to the point, after a lengthy exchange of pleasantries translated by Joey through Max.
"Joey said that Knox did hire some retired intelligence officers, but these intelligence officers were only engaged in civilian work, collecting superficial information about targets for countries and companies, and then analyzing the current status of targets through analysts," Max said. And what you need is not a spy, but more like a ...... Uh, sorry, I don't know how to say it in Chinese. agentγ β
This is what Yu Shan doesn't like about the English language, a word can have many different other meanings. As far as agents are concerned, private investigators can be called, FBI agents can be called, CIA agents can also be called, and more importantly, agents and chemical agents can also be called. Yu Shan, who was very bad at English, knew a little bit about this word, and he thought for a long time before he tentatively said, "Agent? β
"That's right, based on the needs you described, Joey thinks you don't need an intelligence agent, but an agent."
Through Max's translation, Joy Franz began a lengthy explanation. In general, intelligence officers do not work independently, and they do not need to be terrible, nor do they need to know everything. Perhaps some intelligence agents only do their daily work by reading foreign newspapers for a day, and then sorting out the items related to the national economy and people's livelihood on the pages and summarizing them. At the next level, the following summary will be used to analyze the country's economic situation, predict the scarcity of a certain material, such as oil, and then make predictions for customers to make profits or avoid risks.
Agents are different. They can also be subdivided, some are more like professional killers, and some are masters of disguise. The kind of 007 is definitely exaggerated by Hollywood, but if you train an agent who is skilled, thoughtful, and can disguise and hide at will, the cost is definitely many times that of training a pilot.
Max relayed: "You must understand that there are very few such guys, and even fewer who have such abilities and can be bought by money. After a pause, after listening to Joey's words, Max added, "My boss said that he happened to know such a guy. But just acquaintances, that guy wasn't an employee of Knox. Knox only occasionally collaborated with that guy. β
Yu Shan said, "I understand. So what do I do to get to know that guy? β
"My boss said $100,000 was a reasonable referral fee," Max said. β
Although Yu Shan's English is terrible, he can still tell the price that Joey said. So he said, "Your boss just said $60,000." β
Max coughed in embarrassment, "I thought you didn't understand English." β
"I just can't speak, but I can still understand something."
"Okay, sixty thousand dollars. Joey is in charge of introducing that guy to you, and as for the rest of it, it's between you and that guy. β
Yu Shan began to frown: "How can you guarantee that this is not a scam?" β
Max exchanged words with Joey for a while, then said, "Joey said he couldn't make any guarantees. The guy has a terrible temper and only shows up once in two or three years. β
"Can he go to China?" This is a serious problem. Qibei is located in northern Xinjiang and is a third-tier city. There will not be a few foreigners all year round, but there are more than a dozen hairy girls who dare not compliment their faces in those lewd and nests with nightclub brands. If the hired guy is a foreigner, he will be watched by the enthusiastic people of Qibei wherever he goes, and then he will be as eye-catching as a lighthouse in the night, so how can he do things quietly?
Max relayed: "Don't worry, that guy is an Asian face and speaks Chinese. β
At this point, Yu Shan felt that he would not negotiate a better effect, and now the difference is only the price. Sixty thousand dollars, Joey is definitely in the lion's mouth.
So he said, "The referral fee is too expensive, and you don't have any guarantees." $60,000 is impossible, how about $100,000? If I agree, I'll transfer the money now, or I'll try another company. β
It was clear that Joey Franz was using the company's resources to empty the white wolf, so the guy didn't have to wait long to agree. Joey and Max led Yu Shan to the bank to make the transfer, after which Max relayed: "My boss said, leave your address, and he will let that guy meet with you in two weeks at the latest." β
"Two weeks? It's been too long. β
Max relayed: "Sir, Japan may be very close to China, and it is only a few hours by plane, but it is a long time to find an agent who does not know where to spend his time drinking. β
Yu Shan accepted this reason, thought for a while and said, "I hope you will keep your credibility." I don't think there's any company that wants its employees to turn their customers into their customers. β
Joy said something serious, and Max relayed, "In the name of God, Joey said he definitely didn't lie to you. β
Perhaps this was Joey's most serious vow, but Yu Shan didn't feel it at all. When he was in college, he taught his roommate who was stealing instant noodles in the name of God, and at that time he slapped his roommate's face with a Bible that he had borrowed from the library to read as a story.
The matter had been done, and although it did not meet Yu Shan's expectations, he didn't want to stay any longer. So he only stayed in Japan for one day, and the next day he took a flight from China Airlines to Beijing, and then transferred to a direct flight to Qibei and returned to Qibei.
That accidental kidnapping confirmed Yu Shan's suspicions, and Josh's minions had been staring at him. This time he went to Japan, and he didn't tell anyone about the destination and ultimate goal, even Yang Rui and Ding Dakan.
After taking Yu Shan back to the compound, Yang Rui asked, but Yu Shan only said that he had done something, and he kept silent about what he was. The waiting time is very difficult, and Yu Shan has been in good order during this time, getting up early and going to bed early every day, and insisting on exercising. Take a look at Ding Dakan every once in a while, or go to the Lego Group to brush up on the sense of existence.
Time entered December of 98, just when Yu Shan thought that the 100,000 Hong Kong dollars had been lost, when he finished watching Ding Dakan return from the hospital, he just started the car and drove for a while, when he heard an unfamiliar voice from the back row: "Don't look back, keep looking forward." (To be continued.) )