“Factory Director Chang, I will keep it brief. I am here to place an order for a batch of 1970s clothing.
“For both men and women’s Lenin suits, I want one hundred sets of each size in all common colors. For military coats, I want one thousand pieces per size.”
As she spoke, Nan Mo opened a document folder. Inside were clothing styles she had searched for online, along with printed design diagrams.
“Here are fifty dress styles. For each style, I want one hundred pieces in every size.
“For ten cotton jacket and pants styles, I want one hundred sets of each style in every size.
“For shirts, ten styles total. Three men’s styles in white, blue, and army green, one hundred pieces of each. For women’s styles, there are seven. You are the expert, so you choose five common colors. Two hundred pieces per color per size.
“As for pants, I want these five styles. Choose four or five dark fabrics, one hundred pairs per size.”
After thinking a moment, she added, “There’s no need to make women’s sizes above L.” Back then, even having enough to eat had been a problem. There probably were not many large built women.
Director Chang carefully flipped through the materials she handed him. He was surprised but said nothing.
Decades ago, when his father had been factory director, the factory had produced plenty of these styles.
The ready made templates were still piled there. No factory in the entire city was more suitable for this order than his.
“No problem. I will have everything you want arranged within a week. I will have someone calculate the price immediately. You can just pay a reasonable deposit.”
He looked at her again. “Can we sign the contract today?”
“Of course. Once you calculate the price, we will sign right away. By the way, Director Chang, could you recommend the textile factory you cooperate with? I still need to order some fabrics.”
“Yes, yes. His factory is nearby. If you are free, I can take you there right now.”
Director Chang was delighted. He had secured a big order and could also help an old friend. Heaven knew how many years it had been since they had received such straightforward business.
“Alright, let’s go take a look.”
They soon arrived at the textile factory entrance, where a middle aged man about Director Chang’s age was already waiting.
Knowing Nan Mo was decisive, he brought her straight to the warehouse.
After looking around, she selected ten colors of pure cotton fabric, priced at twenty one thousand per ton, ordering three tons of each color.
For silk fabric, she chose ten colors as well, at one hundred eighty per kilogram, ordering two hundred kilograms of each.
She also selected polyester, known as “Dacron,” which was cheap at five thousand per ton. Though it was not very functional, did not absorb moisture, and pilled easily, it had been fashionable in the 1970s. She picked five colors, five tons of each.
For other patterned fabrics, she chose twenty to thirty styles, ten bolts each, averaging about two thousand six hundred per bolt.
Since these were ready stock, delivery could be arranged that afternoon. She gave them the address of the Nan family warehouse.
The textile factory order totaled 2.2 million. She paid a one million deposit.
She then signed the contract with Director Chang. Nan Mo casually glanced at the total, 1.56 million, paid a deposit of five hundred sixty thousand, and left.
On the drive home, she called Qin Yue. “Brother Qin, I have arranged to sign the share transfer contract at one o’clock this afternoon in the café on the first floor of Huatian Department Store. Do you have time to come?”
“Yes. I will be there on time.”
During the half hour drive, she did not sit idle. Goods would soon start arriving at the warehouse, and that many items would require a lot of shelving. She needed to find a factory to make them quickly.
At one in the afternoon, everyone arrived at the café on time. After brief pleasantries and reviewing the contract details, they confirmed there were no issues, signed, and transferred the money.
Ten minutes later, Nan Mo received the funds. After shaking hands, the Chen family hurried off.
They were rushing back to the company to hold a meeting about merging the two firms.
Nan Mo was also busy stockpiling. None of them had extra time to sit and drink coffee.
She transferred three million to Qin Yue as legal fees, greeted him, and left the café.
In her previous life, Nan Mo had envied people who had families and had longed for a sweet romance, marriage, and children. So she went straight up to the seventh floor, the children’s clothing section.
She visited several well known brands and bought dozens of every clothing item that children might wear from infancy to age sixteen, for both boys and girls, as long as she found them acceptable.
In a baby goods store, she bought everything from bottles, baby tableware, milk powder, and various baby foods to strollers and walkers.
When she saw all kinds of children’s toys, she could hardly move on.
The orphanage had sometimes received toy donations from kind people, but even when there were toys, they had to be shared, and there had never been many varieties.
Nan Mo thought that what she herself had lacked as a child, her future children must have. She did not bother choosing carefully and practically bought everything.
She passed by a shop specializing in down jackets and realized she had not stockpiled any yet. Although they had not existed in the 1970s, she herself could wear them.
No matter how thick padded coats were, they could not match the warmth of down jackets. So she bought nearly every style for men, women, and children, except a few she truly disliked.
Because she had bought so much, packing would take time. She paid, left the warehouse address, and departed.
With a long string of digits deposited into her account, spending over two million at Huatian Department Store did not stir even a ripple in her mood.
She hurried to a building materials market and found a shop specializing in storage racks. She selected a model ten meters long, three meters high, and one meter wide, priced at two thousand six hundred each, and ordered three hundred units on the spot.
The boss grinned from ear to ear and promised that ninety existing racks would be delivered before five o’clock, and the rest would arrive within a week.
Seeing it was almost time for the lingerie shop delivery, Nan Mo rushed toward the warehouse.
At the logistics park in the suburbs, the Nan family owned three adjacent warehouses, all empty.
Large trucks moved in and out of the park twenty four hours a day, which conveniently concealed where so many goods went.
Not long after she arrived, the lingerie shipment was delivered, along with the shelving.
Once the delivery workers left, she tried placing the racks into her space.
She discovered she could place them anywhere using only her thoughts, without touching them. As long as the distance did not exceed ten meters, she could store them inside.
Items already inside the space were even more convenient. Even without entering herself, she could arrange them freely with her mind.
Nan Mo waited in the warehouse for the fabric deliveries, but she knew she could not waste time just waiting.
So she found a young man near the logistics park entrance who looked honest.
Many laborers like him stood there, waiting for temporary handling jobs.
She agreed with him that he would work from eight in the morning to eight at night, responsible for checking incoming goods.
She would pay him five thousand a month, plus an extra two thousand five hundred for lunch and dinner.
He could start immediately. The young man was delighted, thanking her repeatedly and promising to work hard.
After giving him the key and arranging the warehouse matters, Nan Mo left with peace of mind.
On the drive back, she began planning the next day’s stockpiling schedule. Clothing was mostly covered. Next would be food.