"He's quite good-looking, but I don't like that delicate, fragile type that looks like a girl." Le Zhao looked at Xuan Ying and smiled ingratiatingly, "I just like someone like our Ah Ying here!"
"Who's 'your' Ah Ying?" Xuan Ying glared at him viciously, gritting his teeth, "If you can't talk properly, just shut up. No one's forcing you to speak."
"Can't we poach someone?" Shen Qinglan asked again.
"It's not impossible, but it'll definitely be difficult." Le Zhao raised an eyebrow, "Would you sell your own money maker to someone else?"
Shen Qinglan shook her head without thinking.
"Exactly!" Le Zhao chuckled, "Qian Liuyun is Ruyun Pavilion's cash cow, and Ruyun Pavilion is named after him. So, Miss Shen, don't even think about poaching him."
Shen Qinglan sighed regretfully, "So besides Qian Liuyun, is there anyone else? Women are fine too!"
"Women?" Le Zhao pondered for a moment, then said, "There are a few from a Music House, they sing well, but it's all folk songs."
