Chapter 33

　　"Just five minutes to make phone calls and eat your meal." Jillian said viciously, but actually she was afraid that he would not be able to eat because of the phone call. 　　"So much nonsense, hurry up. I will have a task later." He said, stuffing the steamed bun into his mouth and swallowing it after a few swallows, "Be conscious from now on, send a text message to me every day to report your day's affairs. Don't wait for me to call you." 　　Jillian blinked her big eyes. Does she really need to do it every day? 　　While she was stunned, the people over there had already spoken, "The time is up. I have to leave. Send me the report on my phone later. If you don't send it, then wait for me to come back and I'll kill you." 　　"Hey..." Jillian didn't say anything. The phone was already hung up over, so she began to type and whispered, "Kill me all day long. Kill me." 　　Jillian, who concentrates on editing text messages, didn’t even see Harold who came out o