Netherlands, Veldhoven, ASML Company Headquarters.
Lunin Chelsman sat quietly in his office, looking at the face on the screen opposite him and listening intently to the sounds coming through his headphones.
"According to the intelligence summary we've received, your concerns are entirely unfounded. Do you know? It's even laughable. You should believe that we can grasp any relevant dynamics in the semiconductor industry at the earliest possible time. You have to believe, no one can conceal anything from the entire upstream and downstream industrial chains, no one!"
"But that paper..."
