Chapter 13 – Generous with Money

“It’s nothing, just wanted to check the condition of the stairwell,” Jiang Yan said casually. After glancing at the freight elevator’s indicator light, she followed him into the passenger lift.

The apartment was quickly toured—120 square meters, four bedrooms, three living rooms, a north-south open layout, neat and square.

But for a high-rise elevator building, the shared space alone was at least 20%. Once she thickened the walls and made other modifications, the usable area would probably only be around 80–90 square meters.

It was already a finely decorated unit: water, electricity, gas, and kitchen all fully equipped. Aside from furniture, it was move-in ready.

There were three other households on the same floor.

Two clearly had people living inside—their doors were decorated with couplets, simple shoe cabinets placed by the entrance, and dried pine branches and calamus hanging by the lintel.

The other unit next to this one looked empty. Its doorway and frame were completely clean.

She had once considered buying out the entire top floor, but the chance of finding all the top units for sale was slim.

Besides, buying a whole floor might make security easier to arrange, but it would also draw too much attention.

One wrong move, and she’d become everyone’s target.

“Yan-jie, what do you think of this one? If not, we can still look at another complex. That one’s really nice too,” Du Ziteng said, seeing her staring absentmindedly at the neighboring doors.

“No need. This one,” Jiang Yan said without hesitation.

If she hadn’t run into Zhang Qiqi, she might have gone to check out the other place.

But now? Of course she was choosing this building.

If she remembered correctly, when the disasters struck, torrential floods would rise above the 20th floor at minimum.

Zhang Qiqi lived on the 7th. Jiang Yan would just sit here and watch her suffer.

Of course, finding a chance to deal with her properly was also part of the revenge plan.

Du Ziteng was taken aback by how straightforward she was.

“By the way, Yan-jie, moving in here will take some prep. Since you’ve sold your villa, where will you stay? If you don’t mind, you can live at my place for now. My wife just finished training at New Oriental—since you know food so well, you could give her some advice on her dishes.”

Jiang Yan declined politely with a smile. “I appreciate the thought, but the Intercontinental Hotel is another home of mine. Don’t worry.”

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Jiang Yan handed over all the property transfer procedures to Du Ziteng. She also hired a well-known renovation company and a security systems firm, giving detailed instructions for the modifications.

Simply put: strengthen insulation, fireproofing, and waterproofing; add a full layer of thermal and soundproof material throughout.

The roof and walls were reinforced with metal.

The door was made double-layered with the thickest steel plate—nearly bulletproof.

The glass was replaced with bullet-resistant, insulated panes. She added floor heating and even had the builders make a round access hole on the outer wall for emergencies.

She ordered the windows of two small bedrooms and the study sealed entirely with bricks and cement.

Top-floor units were naturally prone to leaking, freezing in winter, and overheating in summer—so some renovations were normal.

But when the company heard her full list, they were dumbfounded.

Especially when she mentioned sealing the windows and balcony—they wondered if she was preparing the place to store ashes.

And once she said she wanted metal reinforcement for the walls and ceiling—even the most seasoned project managers stared blankly.

In the end, the renovations sounded like she was building a fully sealed, 360-degree metal coffin.

But Jiang Yan was generous with money, so they could only accept and throw in extra workers to meet her very short deadline of two weeks, with strictly eco-friendly materials.

As for surveillance, she separately contracted a top security company in Anming.

Her request: everything had to be firmly installed, hidden, and powered by backup supply.

She had cameras placed on the 32nd, 31st, 20th, and 7th floor hallways, the outer wall near her living room’s floor-to-ceiling windows, the roof, and the ground-floor unit entrance.

The real challenge wasn’t technical, but avoiding discovery by the property management while installing so many.

Still, since Jiang Yan was so free with money, the company wasn’t about to lose such a lucrative order.

As for the property manager—well, once he was “handled,” the rest was easy.

That wasn’t Jiang Yan’s concern. She only cared about results.

Naturally, both the renovation and security firms were required to sign confidentiality agreements.

She knew those weren’t foolproof—at best, they were a leash.

With the housing matters mostly settled, Jiang Yan resumed her crazy shopping spree.

First priority: meat, eggs, dairy, and medicine.

Frozen meat didn’t taste great, so she went straight to farms to buy fresh.

But most farms had fixed supply channels; for a temporary customer like her, the quantity available wasn’t huge.

She wasn’t worried. Whatever she couldn’t buy domestically, she would source later from large overseas farms.

Still, she purchased 5,000 kilos each of beef and pork, and 3,000 kilos each of lamb and chicken.

Ducks, geese, pigeons—1,000 kilos each.

For hotpot, which she loved, she added 1,000 kilos each of lamb slices, beef slices, tripe, ox aorta, duck intestines, gizzards, and more.

She bought 30,000 fresh chicken eggs, 8,000 duck and goose eggs, 10 tons of fresh milk, plus 2 tons each of goat milk and camel milk.

For convenience, she had already ordered 10,000 packs of individually packaged milk and yogurt online.

Cream and cheese—5,000 kilos each.

She asked the farms to butcher and separate all the cuts and organs, then deliver them to her rented cold storage.

As soon as they left, she swept everything into her space.

Next came the seafood market.

Fish, shrimp, crabs, shellfish, oysters, snails, abalone—3,000 to 5,000 kilos each.

Again, she planned to stock more abroad later.

By the time she had transferred all the grains, oil, meat, eggs, and dairy from suppliers into her space, nearly a month had passed.

Delivery schedules were staggered, and the sheer bulk often exceeded storage, forcing her to stagger shipments in batches.

But she hadn’t been idle.

She bought 100 charging piles, 100 small home-use wind turbines, and 100 hand-crank generators.

10 large energy storage battery systems, plus 300 small wireless power banks and hand-crank chargers.