Gasp! She's a Time Traveler Using Modern Tech to Improve Ancient Life-Chapter 511 - 510: Searching for the Mastermind

After two days of cold treatment, the online rumors not only didn’t diminish, but turned increasingly fierce, affecting her real life.

Lin Wanwan couldn’t stay indifferent and ignore it any longer. In the online world, it’s impossible to rely on "the pure to remain pure, the murky to stay murky."

Lin Wanwan called Tan Qinghui, asking him to help collect evidence online and sue these marketing accounts one by one. If they’ve been forwarded over 500 times, the rumors hold, and they must take responsibility.

There’s just one troublesome issue, these people don’t outright state "Kung Fu Girl" or Lin Wanwan’s name, but use all kinds of metaphors, yet with a little thought, it’s easy to connect them to Lin Wanwan.

In this situation, it’s actually difficult to win a lawsuit, and Tan Qinghui is not familiar with this type of entertainment industry lawsuit, so he found another law firm specializing in celebrity traffic lawsuits to cooperate with.

However, this law firm charges frighteningly high fees, starting in seven figures.

Once Tan Qinghui figured it out, he explained the situation to Lin Wanwan.

What else could Lin Wanwan do, this money must be spent, otherwise how could she walk around the neighborhood in the future, with her reputation in tatters?

Besides lawyers, the most crucial thing is to find a public relations company immediately.

After all, going through legal procedures, the speed is not commendable. By the time the case is won, her reputation would have already been rotten through, and explanations would be futile.

So the immediate priority is to find a public relations company and start an anti-defamation campaign.

Although Lin Wanwan hadn’t contacted any public relations companies before, as long as there is money, finding someone isn’t difficult.

Finally, through the introduction of the law firm that Tan Qinghui brought in for cooperation, Lin Wanwan successfully found a public relations company, but when she contacted the other party for negotiations, Lin Wanwan discovered she was rejected.

It turns out these well-known public relations companies were already bribed long before the negative rumors spread.

Lin Wanwan knew there must be someone behind the black material targeting her, but such intensity and investment caught her off guard.

With the cash she currently has, she can barely sustain herself, and antiques are difficult to liquidate in a short time, gold and jade face the same problem.

Right now, there must be many eyes on her, and if she rashly pulls out national treasure-level antique paintings or piles of gold, just explaining reasonably to the relevant departments would be a headache.

Back then, Lu Shouyue did say if Lin Wanwan wanted to sell, he could help her sort it out.

But now it’s been more than half a month since the two broke off contact, and their relationship is awkward—how could she possibly go back to Lu Shouyue?

"Who is behind all this against me?" Lin Wanwan sat defeated at her desk, deep in thought.

"This seems like an entertainment industry tactic. Who benefits from ruining my reputation? Chen Jinyu? No, it doesn’t benefit her, and she doesn’t have the money for such maneuvers.

If someone spends such a large sum of money against me, it surely isn’t someone in my circle; no one has this spare cash or a conflict of interest."

After scouring through possibilities, Lin Wanwan realized the likely suspects with motive and capability could be related to Lu Shouyue.

Only people around Lu Shouyue would have such financial power.

Motive?

Did she hurt Lu Shouyue enough to deserve retaliation?

But Lin Wanwan recalled the impression Lu Shouyue’s mother Ye Yinyin and father Lu Xingjian left on her, believing they didn’t seem like people who would do such boring things.

After all, finding a daughter-in-law is an easy task for them, is it really worth making a big fuss over a rejection from an ordinary girl?

As for Lu Shouyue himself, Lin Wanwan didn’t believe he would do something so despicable.

Moreover, if Lu Shouyue wanted to take action, he might as well target her antiques legally, which could be more troublesome. After all, she possesses

Wang Bocheng?

Impossible, he doesn’t have any reason. What connection does he have? He wouldn’t gain any benefit, just a waste of money. He might not even spend such money to vent if he were rejected himself.

Rich people aren’t stupid, they’re very shrewd.

So who on earth could it be?!

Such a scenario where the enemy is clear and I am in the dark is truly frustrating.

Flipping through her WeChat and contacts for a while, Lin Wanwan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

Right, with this anti-defamation public relations, Xiao Junning, being the top traffic with numerous black fans, should be most adept. He might know a suitable public relations company to introduce.

Thinking about this, Lin Wanwan immediately opened Xiao Junning’s WeChat dialogue box and typed a message.

"Hi, forgive my intrusion, but do you have a cooperative anti-defamation public relations to recommend?"

The message was sent, but there was no immediate response from the other side—perhaps he was busy, or perhaps even he believed the online black material and didn’t want to deal with her.

Lin Wanwan frowned at her phone for a while, then tossed it onto the desk, picked up a medical book, and forced herself to divert her attention, since dwelling on these issues would drive her mad.

As a woman, it’s challenging to remain indifferent to such humiliating black material.

If her grandparents knew beyond the grave, they would likely feel distraught as well.

Meanwhile, Xiao Junning, who was shooting a movie in an isolated closed film base, had been tortured for days by a demanding director, after shooting three late nights consecutively. He hadn’t touched his phone for days.

To finish this high-difficulty key scene, the entire crew was isolated from the world—and even if Xiao Junning had free time, his phone signal in this godforsaken place was unstable, making it impossible to browse the internet.

Therefore, Lin Wanwan’s WeChat plea might go unanswered for several days.

The same thing can be said: the longer it’s delayed, the more the black material ferments, and the situation becomes increasingly uncontrollable.

Lin Wanwan still had to be thankful she’s not in the entertainment industry, otherwise her career might be jeopardized by such a large wave of black material.

Back then, Mama Zhang’s poster was only splashed with a bucket of ink, attacked merely by a mogul’s mistress, yet it made her fall from grace, contract cancellations, resources vanished rapidly.

She eventually relied on her excellent acting skills to create a critically acclaimed role, Teacher Gong II, over three years before making a comeback.

Faced with black material affecting even the pinnacle stars of the pyramid, how could Lin Wanwan, who only wandered outside with few resources, cope?

She just felt a stretch of darkness before her path.

"Yes, I see sunshine everywhere, joy floating in the city sky..."

The phone rang, Lin Wanwan put down the medical book, picked it up and saw the caller was the boss of a consultation company advising on relationship problems, a private detective by nature.

Lin Wanwan had also commissioned them in a cast-a-net-without-specific-expectations manner to investigate the mysterious adversary.

Could it be there’s some progress now?

Lin Wanwan swiped her phone open and answered the call.