Wheel Seal: The Silent Counterattack

At the year-end banquet, the boss tossed him an 80,000-yuan red envelope. "You're just a truck driver. You should be grateful." He had just finished bragging about his two million yuan in profits. Four years of sweat and toil had earned him not a shred of respect. That night, truck driver Lin Mo turned away in the snow and spent all his savings on a secondhand truck. From then on, the national highway was his battlefield, and every cargo order was a military command. From an exploited pawn to a challenger of the rules, he would crush the industry's unspoken rules and betrayals beneath the most dependable wheels. The road was cold with wind and snow, but his heart burned with courage. The cargo was heavy, but his dignity burned bright. When an honest man finally stops putting up with it, the whole underworld will see the tracks he leaves behind.