Xiao Weiguo frowned slightly, his mind racing through his memories, but he had no clue about this so-called Grandpa Wang.
He looked at the junior official in front of him with a puzzled expression and asked.
"What's Grandpa Wang's name? Where is he now? Could you take me to see him?"
Upon hearing this, the junior cadre's previously normal expression instantly turned extremely strange, and his facial muscles twitched violently, as if he had been struck by an electric current.
His smile seemed a little awkward, and he stammered as he answered.
"Chairman Dong, you don't know? The first gatekeeper in our apartment building to be beaten to death was Grandpa Wang!"
"Huh? Is that how it is?"
Xiao Weiguo was startled and couldn't help but gasp.
The poor old man who was mercilessly shot and killed by the thugs in the chaos was actually the old man they were looking for, Grandpa Wang.
Therefore, it seems unlikely that Mr. Wang has any connection with this case.
Could it be that his judgment had been seriously flawed? Thinking of this, Xiao Weiguo gave a helpless bitter smile and shook his head slightly.
Sigh, I really don't have the talent to be a detective!
I thought that having lived two lifetimes and accumulated rich experience, I would be more perceptive and accurate than others in handling such matters.
Unexpectedly, the investigation had barely begun when the first suspect had already strayed far from the truth, making a ridiculously wrong claim!
"The chairman actually came to see Grandpa Wang! That's a rare thing!"
I wonder what the chairman wanted to see Grandpa Wang about?
I happen to live on the first floor of this building, right next to the gatehouse.
When I have free time, I often go to the gatehouse to have tea and play chess with Grandpa Wang.
Over time, I became quite familiar with Grandpa Wang.
If you have any questions or concerns about Grandpa Wang, please feel free to ask!
Seeing that Xiao Weiguo remained silent, the quick-witted junior cadre's eyes darted around, and he seized the opportunity to speak.
You should know that such a good opportunity to strike up a conversation with the chairman and build a relationship doesn't come every day.
The junior cadre pondered to himself, noticing that Xiao Weiguo seemed quite interested in the old man in the gatehouse, and a thought struck him. He quickly offered Xiao Weiguo relevant information.
Since he had said that, Xiao Weiguo had no choice but to stop and continue listening.
The slightly thin junior cadre first tilted his head back slightly, cleared his somewhat dry throat, and then took a deep breath, seemingly trying to calm his nervous emotions a little.
Then, he reached out his right hand and gently tidied his slightly messy hair, while his gaze quickly swept across Xiao Weiguo's face, as if to confirm whether the chairman had focused his attention on him.
Once everything was ready, he cautiously began to speak.
"Hello Chairman, let me introduce myself first. My name is Zhang Jinming, and I am from a small county town in another province."
I came here alone to work, and I currently live on the first floor of our company's single apartment building.
He paused slightly at this point, a shy smile appearing on his face.
"I don't have any particular hobbies. I just occasionally play chess with my colleagues to pass the time."
Oh, by the way, let me mention that next door to me is the apartment building's gatehouse, where only Grandpa Wang is usually on duty. This Grandpa Wang's name is Wang Xuezhu, and he's almost sixty years old. I heard he's an old bachelor from a nearby village, without any children, living all alone.
Moreover, it's said that he used to be a recipient of the "Five Guarantees" (a government-provided social welfare program for the elderly, disabled, and orphans). But later, through some connections, he somehow managed to get into our textile factory and even found a job in the gatehouse of this apartment building.
Although he only earns a couple hundred yuan a month, it's enough for him to cover basic living expenses. After all, he doesn't ask for much; he just needs food and a place to live.
Zhang Jinming pursed his lips and continued.
"Actually, the daily work in the mailroom is quite leisurely and simple. It's just about passing on messages, answering phones, and sending and receiving mail for the factory employees."
"Later, perhaps because Grandpa Wang felt that he had nothing to do all day and had plenty of time, he volunteered to take on the cleaning work of the entire apartment building."
This is quite a lot of work, but Grandpa Wang seems to enjoy it immensely.
Of course, the factory did not give him any extra salary or subsidy for doing this extra work.
However, they came up with a different way to reward Grandpa Wang for his hard workâthey entrusted him with disposing of all the discarded items collected during the cleaning process.
In this way, these seemingly useless scraps became a special source of income for Grandpa Wang.
It is said that if you accumulate these scraps to a certain amount and then sell them, the profits can be quite considerable!
Coincidentally, this Mr. Wang also enjoys playing Chinese chess.
When I have free time, I like to go to the gatehouse and play a few games of chess with him.
That's why I'm quite familiar with his personal situation.
If you, Chairman, have any questions about Grandpa Wang or would like to learn more, please feel free to ask me. I will answer to the best of my ability.
Zhang Jinming recounted Grandpa Wang's situation in detail without reservation. Then he looked up at Xiao Weiguo, waiting for his questions.
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