Shaanxi TV.
Wang Jun, who had just returned from a project analysis meeting regarding *Soldier's Assault*, was burning with anger.
The previous evening, *Soldier's Assault* had aired during Shaanxi TV's prime time, pulling in a ratings share of 1.3%.
This was not an exceptional result, but it was certainly a passing grade.
Over the past few years, only two dramas broadcast during Shaanxi TV's prime time had managed to exceed a 1.3% rating.
Yet those leaders and colleagues who held a grudge against him unanimously felt this performance fell short.
"We invested 150 million, and the return we got is far below expectations."
"Director Li is right. This return on investment is simply terrible. The advertising revenue we've collected so far is a mere 30 million. At this rate, breaking even is practically impossible unless the ratings break 2%, but..."
"That's out of the question. CCTV's *Soldier's Assault* only pulled 2.35%. For a regional station like ours..."
"I was against it from the very beginning. A show without a female lead..."
"Director Wang, this drama purchase can only be given a score of 7 out of 10..."
Recalling the words of these people,
along with the expressions they wore when uttering them, Wang Jun felt increasingly wretched.
It felt little different from swallowing a housefly.
He simply couldn't fathom it. *Soldier's Assault* had clearly received rave reviews after airing, so why on earth wouldn't the ratings go up?
"Even a piece of junk like *Peach Blossom Drun…
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