Betrayal at the Cold Storage

I ran my family's cold storage. Village chief Dexter Warren demanded the best spot. I explained the first-come, first-served rule. He spat, insulted me. I got a 12,000 yuan fine and business suspension. Paid the fine, cut the power. Oranges rotted, farmers wailed, losses over a million. Joe asked for help; I restocked him. My mother urged me to quit; I said mutual help is my duty. How will this turmoil, sparked by trampled rules, reignite neighborly trust?