"Moreover, even though your project has potential, the uncertainty is significant, and I must consider it carefully."
Tao Ziming's eyes flashed with disappointment, but he didn't let go: "Mr. Qi, I understand your concerns. I was too hasty and didn't consider your situation."
"But I really hope you can give us a chance. We can readjust the funding budget."
Seeing Tao Ziming's persistence, Qi Yun sighed and sat back in his chair: "Give me a new number and tell me what I can get."
"Think it through, and give me an answer only when you're sure."
After saying that, he took out a cigarette and quietly waited for the other's answer.
Tao Ziming felt a glimmer of hope upon hearing this.
He opened the laptop on the table, quickly checked the notepad, then licked his dry lips and organized his thoughts quickly.
"Mr. Qi, we can first reduce the funding requirement to eight million. This eight million is mainly for sustaining the R&D work for the next few months..."
