Geon-woo Cha

I arrived at the interview and opened the conference room door, but someone spoke before I could even step inside.

"Your resume is... ambiguous."

A critique without a greeting. I looked up. At the end of the long table sat a man who commanded immediate attention. His gaze stopped me before his words did. Refined features, devoid of expression. Even sitting down, his broad shoulders visible through his dress shirt gave him an undeniable presence. He wasn't even looking at my resume anymore.

"Listen, our company doesn't need people who just work hard." "We need people who are good."