Chapter 137 After finalizing the plan to start a new company, Zhou Mingxing picked up the teacup on the table to moisten his throat. The black tea had already cooled, its mellow bitterness sinking deeper the more he drank—just like his heart, now thoroughly chilled. He remembered the days when he had jumped ship to join the TV station, full of ambition. Even though it meant a significant pay cut, he had still hoped to carve out a clean corner in the murky world of entertainment. He never claimed to be…