Chapter 412: You Have No Right to Make Him Kneel!

In the Jiang City district, the bustling streets were now shrouded by a sudden downpour.

Among the crowd, a figure in a yellow delivery uniform rode a shabby little electric mule, speeding through traffic.

And that person was the once‑renowned Duanmu Eldest Son, Duanmu Hongjie.

At this moment his hair and clothes were already drenched, icy rain streaming down his cheeks, making his whole body shiver.

Yet he dared not slacken; his hands gripped the handlebars tightly as he forced the vehicle forward.

He is now just an ordinary delivery worker, a job he barely managed to secure. If he arrives late and gets complained about, he could lose his pay—or even the job itself.

For him now, this meager income is his only hope of survival.

Just as he was hurrying to deliver an order, a black Porsche Panamera suddenly barreled out from the side and mercilessly slammed into the rear seat of Duanmu Hongjie's little electric mule!

Bang!

A muffled crash reverberated.

Duanmu Hongjie felt a massive force hit his back, instantly losing balance and being hurled off the mule.

Thud!

He hit the cold, damp ground hard, wincing in pain.

The delivery boxes in the basket flew out, scattering the food across the floor.

Duanmu Hongjie, though on the ground, could not bother checking his injuries; he immediately struggled to his feet to inspect the deliveries.

These orders are ruined; he can't afford to compensate!

At that moment, an arrogant, cutting voice came from the Porsche.

"Hey, isn't this our Duanmu Eldest Son? How did you end up delivering food on the street?"

Duanmu Hongjie lifted his head and looked toward the voice.

The Porsche door opened, revealing a young man in a branded suit, holding a black umbrella, strolling leisurely out of the car.

A smug grin curled at the man's mouth as his contemptuous eyes surveyed the disheveled Duanmu Hongjie on the ground.

Jiang Gang!

Duanmu Hongjie recognized him at a glance.

Seeing Jiang Gang, a flood of mixed emotions surged in Duanmu Hongjie's heart.

Before, Jiang Gang was, in his eyes, just a subordinate who came when summoned and left when dismissed.

The Jiang Group was insignificant before the Duanmu family.

In fact, it was because of Jiang Gang that he offended Jiang Ge, and Jiang Feng the boss gave him a severe beating.

Later he even became Jiang Feng's subordinate.

Because Jiang Gang and Jiang Ge's fiancée Su Xueyan were schoolmates, he had taken good care of Jiang Gang back then.

Jiang Gang used to worship him as if he were an ancestor.

But ever since the news of Jiang Ge's death arrived, everything changed.

Jiangnan Wang began crazily targeting everyone close to Jiang Ge; his aunt Duanmu Ya was forcibly removed from her position as Yitian Pavilion Jiangnan Branch Master.

Even within the Duanmu family, those clan members who cared only about profit seized the chance to cause trouble.

To curry favor with Jiangnan Wang, they stripped the aunt of her Family Head title, granting only a powerless family Fengong honorary post.

And Duanmu Hongjie, as Jiang Ge's subordinate, was mercilessly expelled from the Duanmu family.

From the lofty Duanmu Eldest Son, he became a penniless, bereaved‑family dog.

When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter; when the wall falls, everyone pushes.

The Jiang Gang who once showed him utmost respect instantly turned hostile, seizing the chance to kick him while he was down.

Not only did he abscond with all the capital from their joint project, but after learning that Duanmu Hongjie had to humble himself to become a delivery worker to survive…

He kept picking fights with him for no reason, deliberately humiliating him.

Today, he even drove straight at him!

Duanmu Hongjie knew in his heart that Jiang Gang did it on purpose!

But now he was no longer the once‑glorious Duanmu Eldest Son.

Without the Duanmu family's protection, he was just an ordinary delivery worker, utterly lacking the ability to wrestle with the Jiang Group's young master.

His arm couldn't twist his thigh.

He could only endure.

Duanmu Hongjie clenched his teeth, suppressed his humiliation, and struggled to rise from the ground.

He forced a bitter smile toward Jiang Gang and humbly said,

"Jiang Shao, I'm sorry, it was my mistake. I still have deliveries to make… could you let me go first?"

But just as he tried to leave, Jiang Gang had no intention of letting him go.

He stepped forward and delivered a hard kick straight to Duanmu Hongjie's chest!

Boom!

Already bruised all over, Duanmu Hongjie was struck hard by the kick and instantly tumbled to the ground again in a mess.

"Duanmu Hongjie, are you fucking deaf?"

Jiang Gang looked down from his height at the Duanmu Hongjie on the ground.

"I told you to pay compensation, didn't you hear? You think you can just walk away?"

Duanmu Hongjie lay on the ground, his eyes instantly turning blood‑red.

His gaze fixed fiercely on Jiang Gang.

Anger!

Endless fury surged within him!

He wishes he could Immediately get up and fight Jiang Gang with all his might!

But he cannot.

He thinks of how today he finally managed to get this delivery job, and of how now he has None…

If he really got into Conflict with Jiang Gang, not only would his job be lost, but Jiang Gang might harshly beat him up, and then he wouldn't even be able to get a meal.

To survive, he can only endure!

Duanmu Hongjie took a deep breath, rose from the Ground, lowered his head, and said hoarsely.

"Jiang Shao, it's my fault, I owe you an apology. But I truly have no money now, may I ask you to let me off this once?"

"We were friends back then, considering the old face‑saving, you could…"

His words were not finished when they were angrily interrupted by Jiang Gang.

"Friends? Don't you dare talk about the past to me!"

Jiang Gang let out a scoffing laugh as if he'd heard the world's biggest joke.

"What do you think you are now? Still daring to bring up the past with me?"

"Before you were the Eldest Son, I naturally held you up. Now you're a dog expelled from home, a lowly delivery worker, and you dare speak of friendship to me?"

Jiang Gang crossed his arms over his chest and said arrogantly.

"Don't want to lose money? Fine! I'll give you a chance!"

"My Porsche is a brand‑new car I just got, and you scratched it, that's ten Ten Thousand! Kneel and bow your head once, and I'll waive one Ten Thousand! How about it? Bow ten times, and the ten Ten Thousand will be erased!"

"Hahaha! Kneel down and bow, Eldest Son!"

A few of Jiang Gang's henchmen behind him also burst into laughter, pointing at Duanmu Hongjie.

Kneel and bow?

Dignity!

His Dignity is being brutally stepped on by Foot!

Duanmu Hongjie trembled violently all over, his eyes blood‑red.

At this moment the humiliation in his heart has reached its peak!

He wishes he could Immediately rush forward and fight Jiang Gang to the death!

But the harsh Reality forces him to bow his head.

To survive, to keep this job!

He can only submit!

Duanmu Hongjie clenches his teeth, tears swirling in his eye sockets, yet he forces himself not to let them fall.

As an adult, he knows what he must choose now…

He slowly bends his knee, preparing to kneel toward Jiang Gang…

At that moment, an ice‑cold voice, to the extreme, slowly came from the rain curtain not far away.

"What do you think you are? Not even qualified to make him kneel."