If Qin Luo fails to steal, then everything will be OK. If Qin Luo succeeds, then ASML will have no place for Lin Qinglan.

"The school gate of Yanda is always open to Professor Lin...."

"Thank you..."

At 2 p.m., under the leadership of Lin Qinglan, Qin Luo stands in front of the door of ASML company. As for Qin Guotao, he is hovering between mark and a number of political figures.

"Professor, please..." The corner of Lin Qinglan's mouth rises, smile slightly, made a gesture of invitation to Qin Luo.

Thanks again, Qin Luo stepped into the company.

As the world's largest manufacturer of lithography machine, ASML has the world's top manufacturing technology.

In order to ensure the accuracy of the whole manufacturing process, almost the whole manufacturing process is completed by intelligent robot, and the manual participation is very few.

"In two hours, how much can a professor feel he can read?" While walking, Lin Qinglan asked.

In fact, to tell the truth, Lin Qinglan doesn't think Qin Luo can learn how much, because if the lithography machine is so simple that it can be learned, then its value will not be so high.

How much to learn?

Hearing Lin Qinglan's words, Qin Luo shrugged his shoulders and laughed innocently.

For other scientists, two hours may be a drop in the bucket.

But for a Xueba with a system, two hours is not only not short, but also very abundant.

Qin Luo's eyes, gradually narrowed up, word by word said: "my goal is all!"

All?

Wtf?

Professor Qin, are you sure you are not dreaming?

Lin Qinglan read little, his brain a little dizzy.

As a member of the academic circle, he has heard of Qin Luo's "crazy words", but he never expected that Qin Luo would be so arrogant.

Just two hours, trying to figure out the whole content of the lithography machine manufacturing, this is just a dream.

Biting his teeth, Lin Qinglan said, "Professor Qin, in fact, you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself. If you can't do it this time, we'll have another chance."

"One chance is enough..." Qin Luo waved his hand with a bright smile on his face.

A chance? Ha ha

It is true that Lin Qinglan hopes so, but his reason tells him that it is not realistic at all.

Who can master an advanced technology in two hours?

Let alone Qin Luo, even the academic legend Einstein, Tesla and others can not do it.

"Professor, please..." With a gesture of invitation to Qin Luo, Lin Qinglan goes straight into the company

Qin Luo quickly followed up.

"Hello, Professor Qin. I'm the person in charge of ASML company. My name is Ford..."

As soon as he entered the door, a middle-aged man with blonde hair and blue eyes met him

He is about 35-40 years old. He has a European style oil head and a beard on his face, which gives people a unique flavor of European handsome guy.

From the bottom of his heart, Qin Luo always thought he was pretty.

But in front of this "European and American handsome boy" let Qin Luo heart rise a faint sense of crisis.

"Hello, Mr. Ford. I'm Qin Luo. Nice to meet you..." As he spoke, Qin Luo held out his right hand with a smile.

"It's also my honor to meet Professor Qin..." Ford, a handsome blonde, said with a faint smile: "this time I visited the company, I came to be the professor's Guide. If the professor wants to know anything, you can ask me, my Ford must know everything and say everything..."