"What did he say?" Ford asked helplessly, rubbing his temples.

"He asked us to pay attention to the impact. He said that he had an order in Qin Luo's hands." Taylor said bitterly, resisting the twitching corners of his mouth.

"Worri!"

Hearing these words, Ford's legs trembled suddenly and he staggered, almost not falling to the ground!

If it is just a Gates, his pressure is not so great. After all, although Microsoft is strong, their main business is software, and the connection with asml is not as close as expected.

But Intel is different. He is the world's largest chip manufacturer and the largest purchaser of asml's work.

At least half of the 12 lithography machines they manufacture every year are sold to Intel.

And now, Intel's President Grove actually wants him to pay attention to the impact, and the pressure on his head suddenly increases several times.

He may not care about Gates, but he must care about Grove!

Continue, or let go?

Ford was once again caught in a dilemma.

After the fermentation of public opinion, not only Qin Luo was pushed to the cusp of the storm, he was also pushed above the vent.

Once let go at this time, he will become a laughing stock in the business world.

But if you persist, the final result will be to offend Intel and Microsoft!

Ma De, the big deal will be broken!

Ford gritted his teeth and said angrily: "Go on, it won't work for anyone to come this time!"

This time, even if he tried to offend Grove, he had to fight for himself!

Taylor: "@#¥……"

In her vision, in the face of such a huge external pressure, letting go is the best choice.

But now, instead of letting go, Ford has to continue fighting.

What Ford did, simply refreshed his perception.

"President! Let go." Taylor gritted his teeth and said: "Qin Luo now has an absolute advantage. We are not his opponent at all."

"And Mr. Grove's side, we are not easy to explain."

"Go and tell Grove that if he dares to intervene again, Intel's orders this year will all be cancelled." Ford's lips twitched, and a murderous aura exuded all over his body: "I want to see if he chooses Qin Luo or asml! "

"This……"

"Call!"

"Yes!" Taylor nodded, took out his cell phone from his pocket, and dialed Intel's phone.

"Dududu..."

After a few blind tones, the call was successfully connected.

Taylor handed the phone to Ford.

"Hey, who..." An old voice came from the phone.

"Mr. Grove, this is Ford..." Ford said.

"How are things considered?"

"Mr. Grove, before I answer you, I would like to ask you a question. Do you think Qin Luo can replace our asml company?" He tried to endure the unhappiness in his heart, and asked calmly.

Replace asml company?

Hearing Ford's words, Grove smiled faintly.

Qin Luo, the world's most outstanding scientist, nominee for three top awards.

Such people represent the future of the world.

"Why not?" Grove said with a smile: "You know, Qin Luo is the nominee for the Turing Award."

"I..." Ford gritted his teeth, feeling speechless.

He did not expect that in Grove's eyes, the entire asml company could not resist Qin Luo alone.