He must be responsible for this time!

"So what do you want?" Ford asked coldly, his eyes narrowed.

"Quit. The position of president of ASML is not suitable for you. You are no longer qualified to continue to lead SAML." Said Claude, without expression.

Quit?

Ford's hands were tightly clenched, and his eyes were already scarlet.

ASML was able to get where it is now, and Ford has given almost everything it has.

But now someone even let him resign, this is simply do not treat him as a person!

It's more than picking peaches on the way out.

"What if I say no?" Ford clenched his fists and fixed his eyes on Claude.

"You have no right to refuse." Claude, sneer.

As the largest shareholder of ASML, he has the qualification to say this.

Qualification! Oh

Ford's mouth rose with a bitter smile.

Although he didn't want to admit it in his heart, Ford had to admit that Claude had more shares than he did, and he had the right to say that.

Even if he didn't agree, Claude would use his power to call a board meeting and remove him as chairman.

In front of Claude, he did not have much resistance.

"What do you want?" Ford squinted and glared at Claude.

If Claude really wants to get him out of the way, there is no need to waste words with him here.

But at the moment, Claude said so much, the big probability is that he has another plan in mind.

Quitting is just a threat to himself. He doesn't mean to let himself go.

"In fact, you don't want to go Claude's eyes narrowed and he said in a flat voice, "as long as you can ease the relationship with qinluo, you can stay in ASML."

To ease the relationship between Qin and Luo?

Ford was stunned at this.

He did not expect Claude to make such a request.

This is to let him bow to Qin Luo in front of the whole world.

Although he had already lowered his head once, he did not want to lower his head a second time.

This is no longer a matter of losing face. It is to keep his face completely on the ground and still trample on by Qin Luo.

"I can accept any condition, but only this one can't!" Ford clenched his teeth and said, word by word.

"Since you don't accept it, I won't force you either. Well, here's a contract. You sign it." As he spoke, Claude threw out a document directly, still in front of Ford.

Equity transfer agreement!

Looking at the six big characters on the cover, Ford suddenly exploded.

Equity is his last resort. Once the equity is handed over, he will have no say in ASML.

It's worse than getting rid of him.

Claude is trying to kill him completely!

"I won't sign it!"

"You can't help it!" Claude's face suddenly sank, and his voice gradually became cold: "there are three ways: to resign, to apologize, or to leave equity."

"You have the right to choose. It's up to you to choose."

"You..." Ford clenched his teeth, clenched his fists, and his nails were deep in his flesh.

If you can't keep the stock right, you can't quit your resignation. What's left is to bow to Qin Luo?