My friend introduced me to a part-time headhunter job. She told me that this year's market is very tough, but this industry has high earnings.
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.