Ten Tons of Trouble

Ten Tons of Trouble

After ten years of driving a big rig, I roll empty through a weigh station, and somehow get hit with a bogus fine for being ten tons overweight. Fifty thousand yuan. I don't argue, don't make a scene. I pay up quietly, then turn around and report a massive crime: I say I've lost ten tons of gold. That stamped fine notice becomes a no‑win trap that locks them in place. Nobody knows that inside my worn diary lie the fatal flaws of the entire industry.