Bo Gongzi's evaluation made both listeners stunned.

"Good guys?" Zhang Yu was a little inexplicable, and couldn't figure out why Bo Gongzi gave Wang Luo such an evaluation, and why was a good person a fatal flaw?

Wang Luo's astonishment was that he didn't expect this thin boy to be even smarter and more skilled than he looked.

It is really not easy to see his identity as a good person.

"To say that he is a good person is a very objective evaluation." Bo Gongzi explained, "Although I have not collected all the information about him, I can hardly find any flaws in his character from the known parts alone. Knowing proportions, knowing right from wrong, understanding human feelings, and paying attention to etiquette are simply the children of other colleges that the teachers of the Mongolian Academy often talk about. What does Boss Zhang think? ”

Zhang Yu said: "I think he is arrogant and domineering, and he only talks about intimacy and dissociation. ”

Bo Gongzi shook his head and smiled: "Arrogant? Yes, he ignored the authority of Tsing Yi and broke the Dao hearts of several people in a row, and then regarded Qingping Division as his own backyard. But if it weren't for the injustice of the local Tsing Yi first, it would not be easy to see him arrogant and domineering. And intimacy and distancing...... If we jump out of our own position, from an objective point of view, it is indeed the upper class that oppresses the Shi family and Shijie too much, and Wang Luo's counterattack is justified. ”

Zhang Yu was silent for a long time: "Bo Gongzi, what you said made me not know how to answer." ”

"Haha, Boss Zhang, you have to talk about your position when you do things, but you can't talk about your position when you look at people, you always boast of knowing people, but you are often confined to prejudices, otherwise how can Zhang Fuhong hide it, can you hide it under your nose for more than 20 years?"

Zhang Yu was poked in the pain point, and finally had nothing to say: "Okay, even if Wang Luo is a rare good person, why does this become an Achilles' heel?" ”

"Because he's a good guy, we're not."

——

Wang Luo, a good man, finally ended this class of hard work and became rich in the evening, and was called by Lao Hong to settle the wages.

Although he has only been in this class for half a day, he has given full play to the advantages of his innate Dao body, and he wears many hats, and he is at ease, so it stands to reason that he should have 500 spirit leaves.

Lao Hong gave him 505.

Although it is only one percent more, it is an unprecedented feat for this black and thin old man. So much so that Fang Qingqing, who was flipping the spoon next to him, was directly dumbfounded, and fried a pot of Sandan too much, and was severely deducted from his salary by Lao Hong.

Looking at the condensed spirit leaf in his hand, Wang Luo couldn't help but sigh, this old Hong's home-cooked food is now the first blessed place for him to come down the mountain.

Because so far, most of the hard-working income comes from Lao Hong, and the relationship with Taixu is also through the workers in Lao Hong's shop, and even the important enemy can be detected in the middle of the part-time job, and twice in a row!

Although the main content of the conversation between Bo Gongzi and Zhang Yu is to talk about him, the amount of information behind it is quite large, and Wang Luo needs to take some time to digest and absorb it.

And when Wang Luo was about to go home and slowly deliberate, he heard Lao Hong say: "Don't go, there is still a job." ”

Wang Luo smiled: "I understand, those 5 spirit leaves are really not white-collar workers." ”

Lao Hong snorted coldly: "Nonsense, the sky never drops spirit leaves...... I have two boxes of vegetables here, and you can send them to Boyuzhuang. ”

Wang Luo glanced at it, it was a large number of spirit vegetables that he had carefully cleaned with the bullet washing method during the day, as well as the whole spirit beast fresh meat, the quality was quite good, I thought it was to make money in the night market, but it was actually a takeaway business.

As for Boyuzhuang, it is a charity hall run by locals in Stone Street, which has raised a group of abandoned orphans. The village is managed by a small official from Fukurenji, and the actual work is carried out by the well-wishers around him in shifts.

Wang Luo never expected that although he never deducted wages at will on weekdays, Lao Hong, who had an extra spiritual leaf and did not indiscriminately distribute, would actually donate things to Boyuzhuang.

In this regard, Wang Luo didn't ask much, only took two large boxes of meat and vegetables weighing hundreds of catties in his hands lightly, and went out.

Along the way, the warm greetings of the neighbors continued.

Although Wang Luolai Stone Street has not been for a long time, he has been able to make great things that can go down in history almost every day, and even go into the brocade headlines, and this morning's rally is even more beautiful, and he has suddenly become a household name.

Wang Luo held the box flat with one hand, and waved frequently to the neighbors with the other, and the road was so lively that the crowd gradually thinned out until he approached Boyuzhuang.

If Stone Street is the "lower district" of the whole Rong City, then Boyuzhuang is the lower part of Stone Street, which is located in a low-lying area, with dilapidated and winding roads, and patches of uninhabited dilapidated houses on both sides of the road.

However, although the scene is dilapidated, it is not dirty, and the winding path under your feet has obviously been cleaned regularly, leaving almost no dirt stains, and even the weeds in the crevices of the masonry have been trimmed. At the end of the road is a small courtyard surrounded by gray walls, and a three-story brick and stone building stands upright in the courtyard, which is particularly eye-catching.

Hundreds of years ago, a down-and-out scholar settled here, studied knowledge, and gave Xiaolou the name of Boyuzhuang, hoping that he would be able to learn about the world in the future. Although judging from Bo Yuzhuang's current situation, that scholar is thinking too much. But it may be better to provide shelter for a group of orphans who have lost their families.

Walking all the way, past the courtyard gate, you can see a flat small playground, several children are chasing and playing in the field, and when they see Wang Luo coming in, they all raise their arms and cheer.

"Here comes the meat!"

For this kind of cheering words that are almost ogres, Wang Luofu laughed, and casually changed a trick, turning Zhenyuan into a water phase bird, and flew towards the ogre cubs, so that they couldn't even care about the meat, and they all roared and chased the birds.

Then, Wang Luo turned his eyes to the side of the playground, and the old man who was in charge of watching the children.

The old man walked briskly and thanked him again and again: "Lao Hong is really, he broke the bill again, and he sent so many ...... every time You've also worked hard, such a heavy thing, sent from so far away. ”

After some verbosity, the old man showed Wang Luo the way.

"The things were sent to the east corner of the first floor, where the kitchen and cold storage were located, and the food was stored there...... Do you want me to ask someone to help you move? ”

"No, it's not too heavy."

Entering the small building with the meat dishes that were not too heavy, Wang Luo quickly found the kitchen and cold storage, and then found an unexpected acquaintance.

In the kitchen, a rickety figure is busy in front of the stove.

"Qin Yu?"

The old man was shocked when he heard this, and hurriedly turned around, and then a fiery dragon rose up in front of him and went straight to the roof.

Wang Luo took the stove fire with his hand and brought the fire fire over with his hand, and coiled the fire dragon between his fingers like a snake.

"Why are you here?"

Qin Yu hurriedly extinguished the stove fire, and at the same time came to Wang Luo, and said in a trembling voice: "That, that ......"

Seeing this, Wang Luo nodded: "Oh, I understand, you have suffered many disasters on weekdays and are disheartened with life, but the children of Boyuzhuang have made you feel a rare trace of warmth, so you come here to volunteer when you are not working." And you've lived alone for many years, and you've made good dishes, and you've been assigned to the stove, right? ”

Qin Yu was dumbfounded, and nodded for a long time.

Wang Luo then patted him on the shoulder: "Heh, you are the real good person." ”