Rebirth of a Movie Queen: the President of the Empire Is Sent to the Door

As soon as An Ruixin approached, she heard these noisy discussions.

The steps under his feet slammed, and he looked sideways if he felt anything, and not surprisingly saw a gray-haired old man sitting on the ground and moaning.

The old man looked to be in his early 60s and wore a Tang suit. He couldn't see the old man's face from a distance, but he could hear his pain at the moment from the old man's moaning.

However, the aunts surrounding the old man turned a blind eye, avoided talking, and pointed at the sitting old man.

An Ruixin frowned. Although she is not a Virgin who loves the world, she also feels that these people are going too far.

Especially, looking at this old man, An Ruixin suddenly thought of his grandmother.

The grandmother who hurt her more than her parents, but died because of an accident and was not sent to the hospital in time for treatment.

Somewhere in An Ruixin's heart was touched, her eyes flickered a few times, and she walked quickly towards the direction of the old man.

A few aunts on the side saw that someone dared to approach, and she was still a young girl.

"That's right, you have a good heart, and we can see that you want to help people, but in this world you help people, people may not thank you."

The noise in his ears was endless, but An Ruixin turned a deaf ear.

Hurrying to the old man's side, An Ruixin didn't dare to touch it at will, in order to prevent secondary injury to the old man, so she asked in a low voice, "Old man, where did you hurt?"

The old man was in pain for a long time, and finally when he saw someone approaching, he replied angrily: "My legs, my legs hurt, I can't stand up."

Hearing that it was only leg pain, An Ruixin breathed a sigh of relief, leaning over and placing the old man's hand on her shoulder.

Hearing the old man crouching in his ear and crying out in pain, An Ruixin's heart also lifted, and she comforted in a low voice: "You lean on me, and I will take you to the hospital. Just bear with it, you will be fine soon. ."

"Um."

An Ruixin helped the old man step by step to the side of the road, and stopped a taxi to drive to the nearest hospital.

After sending the old man to the hospital, An Ruixin helped him pay some medical expenses in advance, and also asked the hospital nurses to help contact the old man's family.

After confirming that the old man just had a broken leg and that his life was not in danger and his family members were rushing over, An Ruixin did not delay, and took the car to the place where the audition was held.

At this time, it was already past ten o'clock, and An Ruixin didn't have time to think about other things. She hurriedly filled out a document, took the sign from the staff outside and rushed inside, but she didn't want to rush inside. I met an acquaintance.

"Hey, you..."

An Ruixin was suddenly pulled, stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the person who was pulling her, with a puzzled face: "Who are you?"

Song Ying's face darkened when she heard An Ruixin's words, and she sneered, "Miss An is really a noble person! We just met a few days ago, why did Miss An forget me in a blink of an eye?"

how many days ago? Could it be the time in the box, when there was this woman in that room?

The doubts on An Ruixin's face were too obvious. Seeing this, Song Ying's anger grew more and more, and her words became more aggressive.

"Miss An came here today to audition for "Kongtong Que"? It's hard to do. Miss An has just entered the circle, so she probably doesn't know Director Zheng's temper. He is a person who hates the most when others take chances and play tricks. Be careful, Miss An's little tricks in Zhao Dong's way are useless to him. Not only is it useless, but it will backfire. If Miss An regrets it, it's too late to go back now."

An Ruixin heard the irony and sourness in Song Ying's words, and then suddenly remembered that the woman in front of her was the female star who was in the box and accompanied Zhao Shiming that day.

That day, this person was robbed by himself of the unspoken high-ranking opportunity, no wonder he had such a sour tone.