As long as I am willing to settle down and work, the rewards are very high. Moreover, this company gives ninety percent of the earnings to the headhunters, keeping only ten percent for itself.
I had only heard of the headhunter industry before. I repeatedly asked if the boss was reliable, and my friend just said she recommended it with confidence.
While the kids were doing their homework, I began trying out the headhunter role, recalling the little experience I had from my recruitment days, organizing and reviewing it, and then continuing...
Olly did indeed come home early, arriving at eight-thirty. He brought a trendy little bread and picked up our younger child.
"Did you miss me? Look what I brought for you. Have you finished your homework? Let me check it."
The younger son was giggling at him, overjoyed.
In the children's eyes, Olly is a good father.
No matter how poorly they perform in exams, he always treats them kindly.
I packed up the headhunter materials and followed Olly and the kids into his room.
This was the first time in years that I took the initiative to enter his room.
Olly looked at me with bright eyes, and the two kids were nestled in his arms.
The three of us lay on the narrow bed, and I sat on the sofa opposite, while Olly began to tell the story of his promotion.
I left the room to bring them juice. The kids liked it, and Olly enjoyed it too.
I sat quietly, watching the harmonious scene of the father and his two children, feeling a sense of serene contentment.
At that moment, Olly's phone vibrated.
It was that girl again. Olly's expression turned uncomfortable, but he skillfully covered it up.
I tactfully took the kids back to our room to rest, while Olly went out to the balcony with the phone.
After the kids fell asleep, I started working with the headhunter materials again, beginning my new career.
Soon, I had a few good resumes.
I went out of the room to get some water, and encountered Olly.
I thought he had gone out for Zoe, but it turned out he was still at home.
After seeing me, Olly smiled again and gave me the living expenses for this month for me and the kids.
This time, it was a bit more than last month.
Olly left the money and went back to his room. I looked at the heavy money in my hands, feeling mixed emotions.
The next lunchtime, Olly brought Zoe back home again.
The three of us sat at the same table.