Công Ty TNHH Zungza

Perhaps this name feels vaguely familiar yet a bit strange to you. It seems to have no specific meaning, evoking no clear association, yet it carries a cheerful, gentle rhythm. For my generation – Gen Z – it is a stylized, youthful way of saying two words in Vietnamese: "Rừng Già" (The Old Forest).

I chose this name because it represents the very source of nature. It is where I was born, the place bound to my entire childhood. It is the place I left behind when I grew up, and it is also the place where I found myself again after long days of being lost.

I am a child of the Northwest mountains. My childhood did not have skyscrapers, only vast, rolling hills. I grew up with the mountains, doing the work of a true farmer: hands stained with mud, making friends with the terraced fields and the grass. Back then, the forest was my breath, a life so obvious that I never thought I needed to cherish or be grateful for it – because for us children, no one taught us that.

Then, like many children growing up in the villages, I craved the plains, I craved the city lights. I left the mountains for the city, carrying with me so many ambitions, dreaming of running free, of exploring places we had only seen on TV.

After some time in the city, I learned, worked, and experienced so many things: the flutter of romance, dreams achieved, and desires left unfinished. The city swept me away with its glitz and dizzying speed. I traveled much, learned much, experienced much. I was happy because I knew so much; the world out there was so wide.

But then, behind that "width of knowledge," I suddenly realized I lacked "epth of understanding."