Joe
Junior
- Aug 4, 2018
- 563
No Vietnamese man ever embodied the undefeated mindset more than Vinh Dangtran. He was the wealthiest Vietnamese man who had ever lived, amassing a fortune equal to more than thirty billion dollars through his monopolization of the Vietnamese defense industry. Moreover, he was nothing but a philanthropist. A descendant of poor country-side farmers, he had given millions of his money to hamlets dotting the jungle to establish schools and infrastructure. These days, he spent most of his time on the sprawling grounds of his An Giang estate, moving governments, police, criminals, and markets around like a chessboard, pursuing his interests quietly and powerfully.
Lately, Dangtran had become interested in death. Not his own... he was quite resigned to that, thank you very much. Despite being seventy-eight, he was still relatively fit and active to continue to pursue the perfection of his golf swing. He was secure enough in his faith and service to the Buddha (donating ten cents of every dollar that he made to the Temples) that he would surely be rewarded with reincarnation into a life that would outshine his current earthly blessing. He'd already walked away from his defense empire and settled into semi-retirement. Still, he was never blind. He saw the end on the horizon... the road sign that announced that the car was about to reach it's destination. There was a list of things he meant to accomplish with his remaining time... a list of "assurances"... assurances that he would leave Vietnam a better place than he'd found it.
So, when the blacked out luxury car pulled in front of the German Embassy in Saigon, requesting the presence of the German Ambassador for tea... rest assured, it was for something important.
@JamieA
Lately, Dangtran had become interested in death. Not his own... he was quite resigned to that, thank you very much. Despite being seventy-eight, he was still relatively fit and active to continue to pursue the perfection of his golf swing. He was secure enough in his faith and service to the Buddha (donating ten cents of every dollar that he made to the Temples) that he would surely be rewarded with reincarnation into a life that would outshine his current earthly blessing. He'd already walked away from his defense empire and settled into semi-retirement. Still, he was never blind. He saw the end on the horizon... the road sign that announced that the car was about to reach it's destination. There was a list of things he meant to accomplish with his remaining time... a list of "assurances"... assurances that he would leave Vietnam a better place than he'd found it.
So, when the blacked out luxury car pulled in front of the German Embassy in Saigon, requesting the presence of the German Ambassador for tea... rest assured, it was for something important.
@JamieA
