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Chapter 17 Teaching Materials

Next, the people were chosen one by one, and the last four people were left, Nie Zuo among them. Three were girls. Nie Zuo cursed in his heart. Although I was low-key, I couldn't despise me so much. Nie Zuo already had a certain understanding of the three girls, one was a good baby at home, and the other was a stupid girl who only wanted to play, was good at taking bars, went to nightclubs, and had tattoos on her arms. The last one was not good-looking, but an ugly girl had been in the family, so this might be the most suitable candidate.

Sure enough, the unsightly-looking girl was chosen by Wei Lan. Zhang Meiling chose the good baby. At this time, Cao Kai couldn't stand it and asked, "Wei Lan, why didn't you choose him?" The palm pointing signaled Nie Zuo, which also showed Cao Kai's cultivation, pointing Nie Zuo's position with his palm downward, instead of pointing his finger at Nie Zuo.

Wei Lan was stunned when asked: "Can he choose?"

"Of course." Cao Kai replied.

"Then I'll choose him." Wei Lan said: "I thought he was Manager Zhang's friend."

Nie Zuo shook his head and said, "I'm just here a while ago. Thank you, Director Wei for taking it in."

Wei Lan covered her mouth and smiled: "Sorry, I really don't know you can choose. Otherwise, I will definitely be the first to choose you."

Cao Kai asked: "Why?"

Wei Lan said: "Well... I think he is the most calm and relaxed. He feels reassuring at first glance. He is a standard man who can make women feel safe."

"Thank you for your praise, I'm so honored. I just look more honest." Nie Zuo replied modestly.

Cao Kai said: "Okay, you can get off work and take the assessment here at 9 o'clock tomorrow morning. I don't like late people, even if there are objective reasons, because your objective reasons are wasting my time."

...

After getting on the bus, Nie Zuo casually looked through the so-called textbooks. It was quite interesting. The textbooks divided commercial spies into several levels. First, they were the lowest-level information collectors, sent to competitor companies, shopping malls, supermarkets, and even foreign fast food restaurants to collect information such as the traffic of the other party, local customer preferences, etc. Next is the second level, side information. They mainly collect opponent information from any aspect through Internet access, media, etc. This type of information collector must have certain intelligence analysis capabilities, and at the same time require the target company to be less prepared. The third level is hacker invasion, infiltration, theft, and other illegal means to obtain target information. From the third level, it belongs to the field of professional commercial spies. Cao Kai called the third level soft violence, that is, there is a bottom line that does not use violent means and does not cause harm to personnel. At present, most professional commercial spies belong to the third level.

The fourth level is violent commercial spies, which forcefully obtain target information through kidnapping, hostage, attack and other means. This type of character can no longer be called a professional commercial spy, but should be called a violent criminal gang formed to obtain commercial intelligence. Currently, there are three more famous gangs in the world. Their common point is that the gang members are fixed, possess various weapons, proficient in various combat skills, and are cruel. They are closer to commercial mercenaries, and their means are the most effective means. However, due to the use of violence, local police will be in the face of a great enemy and use a large amount of police force to deal with them, and at the same time involve the companies or businessmen that hire them, so the crimes are not frequent. In the past five years, the fourth commercial spy crime case has not occurred around the world.

Cao Kai’s focus on writing this basic textbook is the third-level technical spy. There are many people engaged in the third-level spy work. Most of them form relatively stable teams according to needs. The team generally includes a hacker, a skilled member, an undercover member, and a commander, planner.

The bus carried Nie Zuo out of City A and arrived in Xinyang Town. Nie Zuo answered Mai Yan's call: "I'm going to go into seclusion today to study materials."

"I heard that more than ten pages of materials are OK?" Mai Yan asked.

Nie Zuo replied with a smile: "Maizi, don't doubt whether your man can do it."

"Hate, Yu Zi wants to talk to you."

Yu Zi is Mai Yan's best friend and a third-rate actress. Yu Zi's voice: "Nie Zuo, I will treat you to dinner tomorrow night to celebrate your new job."

Nie Zuo sighed: "Yu Zi, you are playing games, not playing games. You can't just come to me if you can't beat the level."

"Hehe, you guessed it. I told you that there are already seven people who have passed the level, and the top ten have passed the level, but there are big prizes. If you don't help me, I..." Halfway through, Mai Yan screamed, and Yu Zi smiled sinisterly: "Do you understand?"

"Okay, I know, just give me your phone and I'll help you break the barrier."

"No, every time you break through the camera, you will take photos automatically. If you break through the level, you will take photos randomly to avoid players cheating. You study hard and move up every day. I will play you for a day and I will die."

Nie Zuo hung up the phone with a smile, got out of the car, lowered his hat brim, walked on the street for a while, turned left and entered an alley. At the end of the alley was a fighting club, and a fifteen-year-old child holding a cigarette stood at the door, greeting: "Brother Zuo."

"What cigarettes are you smoking?" Nie's left and right hands quickly stretched out. The child was prepared for it. His head flashed back, but he didn't expect that Nie's left and right hands were swayed, and he flew the cigarette shot seven meters away with his left thumb and middle finger.

"Brother Zuo, don't." The child wanted to escape, but Nie Zuo locked his right shoulder joint with his big hand. Nie Zuo took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket.

"Lingling, I told you that you are not addicted to smoking now, just to pretend to be cool. But smoking is really not cool, and you will die young." Nie Zuo pinched the cigarette and put it on the shoulder called Lingling: "Let's go, practice with me."

"A Zuo." There were not many people in the fighting club, only seven or eight people. A man in his thirties greeted him, walked over and pushed the bell aside, and whispered: "A master has come to Dongcheng, and it costs 5,000 yuan per game. How about it?"

"Brother Yang, I won't fight black fists." Nie Zuo shook his head.

"Then our Xinyang Town signboard was smashed. This kid is quite arrogant."

"Just smash it, just smash it. Fighting is to strengthen the body, not to fight for force."

Brother Yang smiled: "No, no nonsense, fighting is to kill the other party. I really don't plan to have one game? Azuo, you can become famous in one game. With your skills, I promise to play two games a month, drive a Porsche in a year, and live in a villa in two years. Consider it? Otherwise, I can only find a lunatic."

"The madman is much better than me." Nie Zuo said: "Brother Yang, don't make things difficult for me. If I go to fight black fist, Brother Xiao Yun will have to peel my skin."

"Xiao Yun is not your father." When talking about Xiao Yun, Brother Yang was also a little afraid and nodded: "Okay, then I'll make an appointment with a madman. Tonight, at 12 o'clock, the old place, you will be inseparable from your benefits."
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