There were also shoes.
Sneakers, canvas shoes, hiking boots, snow boots, short boots, Martin boots—every kind of shoe available on the market. She bought one thousand pairs of each style in her own size.
Even if she grew five pairs of feet, she still wouldn’t be able to wear them all.
Then there were gloves, hats, scarves, and earmuffs—essential winter items. She chose warm, low-key styles.
As for socks and underwear, she calculated one set per day for 365 days a year and bought enough for one hundred years.
Who knew whether these things could still be produced in the future? Buying more was always the right choice.
For these close-fitting clothes, she chose the best quality and the most expensive ones.
After all, she wasn’t short on money. She hadn’t even sold her shares yet.
While wandering through the clothing market, Wen Ruchu felt that her own clothing supplies were almost complete. When she saw the men’s clothing section, she paused and thought for a moment, then bought some as well.
Although she had been deceived emotionally by that scumbag in her previous life, life was long. Who could say whether she might meet someone again?
She shouldn’t speak too absolutely.
And if she truly spent her whole life alone, it would probably be very boring.
For men’s clothing sizes, Wen Ruchu stocked them according to the size of someone at least 185 centimeters tall.
Personally, she felt that if a man wasn’t even 180 centimeters tall, he wouldn’t become her boyfriend anyway.
Wen Ruchu admitted that she was someone who cared about appearances.
Although Shen Chiyan had been both scummy and despicable, he was still 185 centimeters tall and handsome. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have agreed to his pursuit in the first place.
Since the area nearby happened to be a textile wholesale market, she suddenly thought of something.
How could winter be complete without big thick quilts?
Although Wen Ruchu had been raised in luxury since childhood, she loved those heavy, thick cotton quilts. Covering herself with one made her feel especially safe.
In winter, she particularly enjoyed pulling the quilt over her head and sleeping beneath it. It felt incredibly comfortable.
Down quilts were too light; she only used them in the summer in air-conditioned rooms.
That was right—during summer she would set the air conditioner to the lowest temperature, turn on a fan, and cover herself with a quilt.
It felt unbelievably refreshing.
She bought one thousand heavy cotton quilts weighing eight jin, and another one thousand weighing twelve jin.
She also bought one thousand down quilts, one thousand wool quilts, one thousand silk quilts, one thousand electric blankets, and one thousand cashmere carpets.
For bedding sets, she bought five thousand four-piece sets.
She left the warehouse address for all deliveries.
They would probably arrive tomorrow.
Her rice, flour, grains, and oil should also be delivered around the same time. She could collect everything together tomorrow.
After returning home, Wen Ruchu ordered a large amount of takeout on her phone again.
Then she took out dishes from the Dimensional Space: braised lion’s head meatballs, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, mapo tofu, dry-pot bullfrog, kelp and pork rib soup, and a serving of rice.
She enjoyed the meal while drinking a bottle of cola.
Pure happiness!
She planned to order some takeout every day.
Over two months, she would be able to stockpile quite a lot.
Although she could cook herself, the taste could never quite match restaurant food. Somehow, food she cooked herself always seemed less delicious.
Maybe things that cost money simply tasted better.
It had already been three days since she was reborn.
During these three days, she had bought many things, mainly food and clothing.
Out of her 190 million, nearly half had already been spent.
Today the sales agent called her and told her that the houses she had listed—priced slightly lower than market value—had already been sold.
They were sold for 430 million.
So now she had 530 million in liquid assets.
But so far she had only stockpiled food and clothing.
She hadn’t yet stockpiled her “sea, land, and air treasures,” weapons, or medicines.
So the money probably wouldn’t be enough.
In a few more days, the renovation for “Wuli Fanghua” would also be completed, and she would have to settle the bill.
She had just received news that she could probably move in within two days.
Because she had paid generously, the renovation company had directly sent three teams to work overnight to finish the job.
Wen Ruchu picked up her phone and made a call. It was quickly answered.
“Lawyer Zhang, this is Wen Ruchu.”
“Miss? What instructions do you have?”
“Lawyer Zhang, I want to sell all the shares of Wen Group Corporation that I currently hold.”
The person on the other end was clearly shocked and remained silent.
“Lawyer Zhang?”
“I’m here, Miss. Are you certain? That was the inheritance President Wen and Madam left for you. Wen Group Corporation is currently operating very well. Everyone has been expecting that once you complete your studies, you would take over President Wen and Madam’s positions. Have you encountered some difficulties?”
Lawyer Zhang had been her father’s most trusted lawyer for many years and had practically watched her grow up. His asking a few extra questions didn’t bother Wen Ruchu at all.
Instead, it warmed her heart a little.
“No, Uncle Zhang. I want to go abroad for further study and see the world. There’s no one left in the country that I feel attached to anymore. I want to travel around. Besides, my university major was medicine, not finance. Even if I took over Wen Group in the future, I probably wouldn’t be able to keep it running well. My parents only wished for me to live the rest of my life happily and smoothly.”
When the Wen couple was mentioned, the other end fell silent again.
After a long while, he said, “Alright then. Since you’ve already made your decision, Uncle Zhang won’t stop you. Tomorrow I’ll bring the contract to see you. Wen Group is currently thriving. If your shares are put up for sale, many people will surely want to buy them. But child, if you ever run into difficulties, remember to come to me.”
“Okay. Thank you, Uncle Zhang.”
Just after she hung up, another call came in.
The contact name displayed was “Chi Yan.”
She had been so busy stockpiling supplies these past few days that she had almost forgotten about him.
She and Shen Chiyan had been classmates since high school.
Wen Ruchu had known that Chi Yan had liked her back then, but she had been focused on her studies and hadn’t thought much about such things.
Later, when her parents died and she was heartbroken, it had been this persistent pursuer who stayed by her side and accompanied her.
There was also her “good best friend,” Tang Xinhua.
Because of that, in her previous life she had trusted the two of them completely.
Look at this.
They hadn’t contacted each other for several days, and only now did he call.
What kind of lovers went this long without contacting each other?
It seemed that even before the apocalypse arrived, there had already been problems between them.
She simply had been blinded by love and hadn’t seen their true faces.
Nevertheless, Wen Ruchu still answered the call.
It wasn’t time to fall out with them yet.
She wanted to play with them slowly—like a cat teasing a mouse.
“Hello, Ruchu. Why did you only answer the phone now? I’ve been worried sick these past few days without any news from you,” the man said anxiously.
Hearing this, Wen Ruchu almost gagged.
Worried sick? Yet he hadn’t even sent a message.
Their WeChat chat record still showed their last conversation four days ago—the night before she was reborn—with a simple “good night.”
But Wen Ruchu pretended as if nothing was wrong.
“Brother Chi Yan, I was sick. I’ve been ill for several days and felt dizzy the whole time, so I forgot to contact you for a while. Brother Chi Yan, please don’t be angry with me.”
As she spoke, she even pretended to cough a few times.
“I see. Ruchu, why didn’t you tell me you were sick? Where are you now—at home or in the hospital? I’ll come take care of you.”
Hearing that the scumbag wanted to come over, Wen Ruchu immediately said, “No need, Brother Chi Yan. My illness is contagious. I’m already much better now. I’ll recover completely after some time. Once I’m well, I’ll come find you. Brother Chi Yan, remember to miss me.”