When Zhang Zheng heard his boss say that he should be allowed to run the business, his voice became a little choked up. Although he was not primarily responsible for the coal mine fire, it was after all something that happened in his hands.

Originally, Zhang Zheng thought that even with the magnanimity of the gentleman, even if he would not be held responsible, he would inevitably have to sit on the bench for a while. After all, the resentment of so many victims' families needed to be borne by one person, and he was the best candidate.

Wang Zheng patted Chen Zheng on the shoulder and consoled him, "It's really not your fault this time. If you want to find out the cause, it's because I didn't teach you enough knowledge, which led to this accident. So you don't have to blame yourself.

You have handled this matter very well. It was you who handled it. If it were those people in the imperial court, the losses would have been even greater. I am very proud of you. You are worthy of being my disciple, Wang Zheng.

With experience and more caution, there shouldn't be any problem in the future. Now we can refine a small amount of kerosene, and expand the scale after the ice and snow melt. Remember to move the logistics base farther away and replace the tools with wood and ceramic ones.

As for the victims, just explain the situation clearly and give more compensation. The profits here should be very optimistic in the future. You can take some money and send some to the victims' families from time to time. The dead cannot be resurrected, but the living must be taken care of."

Zhang Zheng stood up and bowed deeply, and said with a choked voice: "Thank you for your trust, sir. I will definitely get things done. Otherwise, I am willing to be torn to pieces."

Although it may not be right to say so, some of those who died really asked for it. As for those who were seriously injured, you can go and ask them if they have the nerve to blame the little steward? Since the big steward said that this incident was just an accident and not a punishment from the gods, I can't control others. Anyway, I am willing to continue to follow the little steward.

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Wang Zheng stayed for another day, mainly to appease the Tibetans here and tell them that this was not a disaster sent down by the angry gods, but just a matter of somersaults.

Little Manager, when will the mine resume work? Just let me know, and I am willing to continue to work with you. "

For these Tibetans, if there really are gods in the world, then Wang Zheng is a real god that can be seen and touched.

"Sir, I~."

There was a sudden noise.

Wang Zheng smiled bitterly and shook his head, helped Zhang Zheng up, sighed and said: "Accidents always come inadvertently, we just need to do things with a clear conscience, we don't need to be perfect, and it's difficult to do everything so thoroughly.

Since the gods in reality have denied that the fire in the snow was a divine punishment from the gods, they naturally believed it. It is impossible for the steward to deceive them because there is no need to do so.

Hearing the tall and strong Tibetan's words, many other miners and transport team members began to echo him, shouting that they were willing to continue working with Chen Zheng.

Jisang and his son were in the crowd, watching Wang Zheng on the podium make all kinds of promises, such as the victims' families would be allocated houses, their children would go to school and receive free food and drink, their families would receive a certain amount of subsidies every month, and there would be various food, clothing and other daily necessities available during various festivals.

So, don't put too much pressure on yourself. You are still young and have a long time to live. Learn slowly and do it slowly. Don't be impatient, and don't say anything extreme. It's not good to do that."

What's the big deal if a few dozen people died? There were more people killed in previous years. Besides, the steward has already promised to take care of the families of the dead and injured. What else is there to worry about?

"This is Zhang Zheng, the person in charge of the coal mine and a disciple I personally taught. This incident was just an accident. He has done a good job. I hope you can understand."

Although there were some losses, the problem was not a big deal. It's just that the victims were indeed heartbreaking. However, from now on, the victims and their families' living needs will be solved by the Tang Dynasty, and the minimum period will be eighteen years.

Because the days they have been living in the past year are exactly the days in the kingdom of God that they had imagined before.

Black oil is not something remarkable, it is just a normal material like water. No one needs to be afraid of it. As long as it is handled properly, this place will become richer because of the black oil in the future.

In the past, so many people died in wars, but they didn’t receive such good treatment. It was good enough to be compensated with a few sheep. Many times, their deaths were in vain. It was better to follow the steward, so that you would not lose out even if you died.

A tall and strong Tibetan man in the audience shouted excitedly, "No, the steward did a good job this time. We evacuated in time. Many of us didn't take it seriously at first. It was the steward who insisted that we evacuate thoroughly that caused such little casualties.

Zhang Zheng bowed to the audience and said in a hoarse voice: "Actually, I didn't do well enough this time, but I will work harder in the future. I hope you can forgive me."

Wang Zheng ignored the people in the audience and patted Zhang Zheng on the shoulder, saying with satisfaction: "It seems that you have done a good job during this period. Being loved by your subordinates is the greatest asset of a manager."

Ji Sang listened for a while, smacked his lips, and actually felt a little envious in his heart. If he died or was seriously injured in the mine this time, would his family not have to worry about it in the future? Wang Zheng stood on the high platform in the city square. After talking about various compensations, he waved to Zhang Zheng to come up, let Chen Zheng stand next to him, and shouted to the dark crowd below.

"hey-hey."

Zhang Zheng scratched the back of his head a little embarrassedly and said with a smile: "It's all because of the good teaching of the teacher. I remember that many years ago at Jinli Beach, the teacher was very kind to us local people. The first day he met me, I had my first full meal in my life.

That was the day I finally understood what it meant to live a human life. From that day on, Mr. Li became our goal to learn from. The Koi Beach and Baizheng were actually all Mr. Li’s shadows. ”

"Bai Zheng." Wang Zheng's grip on the wooden stick tightened involuntarily, his face looked a little gloomy, and finally he let out a long sigh.

Zhang Zheng's eyes darkened, and he lowered his head and said, "It's my fault for making you think of something unpleasant."