If you're technically excellent, hold yourself to a high standard, and feel a low hum of guilt about wanting more (because a bigger career might disappoint the people you're currently keeping happy) this one's for you.

When I walked off Koreana Air 747 in December 1989, the only English I knew was the alphabet and how to spell “violin” (even though I never learned to play it). Read on to find out how I went from being told, "Go back to China," to helping my clients break through office politics, bias, and self-doubt.