Zhang Ye could only say, “Okay, then let’s just get that reported.”
“Okay, let me arrange it for you.” Wang Xiaomei promised.
“Thank you. I will buy you lunch next time.” Zhang Ye hung up.
Wang Xiaomei was very reliable. She was one of the pillars of the Beijing Radio Station. Naturally, her influence was very deep, too. At around 4 P.M., the news came out on “Live News Studio”. The reporters there had definitely thoroughly investigated this incident.
“Wei Jianguo — An ordinary name, an ordinary person. But if you heard of his story, I believe no one would find him to be ordinary. Over 20 years, with his meager income, by being frugal and picking up scraps in the streets on his rest days, this man had sponsored 159 children! Some were kids who had no education! Some were children who were sick! Some were abandoned orphans! A total of 159 of them! Of course, this was the situation we learned from Wei Jianguo’s family. As for the real figure, maybe only Uncle Wei himself would know. But we will never find out now. Last night, Uncle Wei had a heart attack due to fatigue and passed away!”