Pari
The operating system for family lending. Pari turns informal loans between relatives into documented, tax-compliant agreements, automating payments and protecting the relationships behind the money.
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Yoshi Mua · First-Generation American
Currently building Pari, the operating system for lending between family. Before that: a decade of shipped products, four years in U.S. Army air defense, and a family that fought a war most people have never heard of.
The operating system for family lending. Pari turns informal loans between relatives into documented, tax-compliant agreements, automating payments and protecting the relationships behind the money.

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Ed-tech AI app: students chatted with an AI named Leon to prep for exams and join study groups, years before "AI tutor" was a category. Joined the founding team out of Drexel and helped carry it through the DreamIt Ventures accelerator.
Creative branding & marketing agency for specialty finance companies. Seven years consulting private wealth management firms. Still actively serving clients today: I build things that last.
Four years on active duty, 2010 to 2014. Air Defense Artillery, Patriot Missile Operator: the soldiers who shield entire cities while they sleep.
Non-commissioned officer. Squad leader. NCOIC of the Patriot radar section, the eyes of the battery. Served with distinction at Fort Hood, in Kuwait, and in the Republic of Korea.
Patriot is Raytheon's flagship air and missile defense system: a network of radar, command stations, and interceptors that knocks ballistic missiles, cruise missiles, and aircraft out of the sky. It guards capitals, bases, and critical infrastructure for the U.S. and allied nations around the world.
Soldiers are screened, schooled, and certified before they ever touch it. As an NCOIC of the radar section, I was entrusted with the most critical component of a billion-dollar weapon system, and with the soldiers who ran it, before I could legally rent a car.
U.S. Army, active duty. Air Defense Artillery, Patriot Missile Operator. Trained to keep a promise measured in seconds.
Tours in South Korea and Kuwait, stationed out of Fort Hood, Texas. Live-fire readiness on some of the most watched borders on earth.
Non-commissioned officer. Squad leader. NCOIC of the Patriot radar section, accountable for the eyes of the battery and the soldiers who ran them.
Served with distinction. Left with an NCO's operating system: standards, accountability, and calm when the alarm goes off.
Studied entrepreneurship at Drexel University's Close School of Entrepreneurship, one of the first freestanding schools in the country devoted entirely to starting things.
Built inside the Baiada Institute for Entrepreneurship, Drexel's startup incubator, where StudyTree grew from a dorm-room idea into a DreamIt Ventures company.
B.A. Entrepreneurship: building companies as a formal discipline.
drexel.edu/close ↗Incubator resident. A desk, mentors, and a place to ship from.
drexel.edu/baiada ↗StudyTree was selected for one of the country's longest-running startup accelerators.
dreamit.com ↗
Seven centuries of family credit, and what happens when the oldest lender finally gets rails.
Why peer-to-peer lending failed, and what intra-family credit gets structurally right.
Why crypto solved the wrong layer, and why the family balance sheet is the real unit of decentralization.
Why private capital is the last great underutilized asset class, and why unlocking it costs a fraction of what Airbnb and Uber paid.
Why “launch fast and iterate” is frontier advice, and what replaces it in a market with a graveyard.
My grandfather was a Hmong clan leader, regional governor, and a commander in the CIA's covert war in Laos[1], the largest paramilitary operation in the agency's history. Tens of thousands of Hmong fought the spread of communism under leaders like him.[2]
I come from a long line of blue-blooded tribal leaders among the Hmong. An estimated 100,000 Hmong died in that war and its aftermath: the allies America left behind when the helicopters lifted off in 1975.[1]
After the fall, Hmong who had fought alongside America were hunted in the jungles of Laos for decades. Amnesty International documented massacres of unarmed Hmong women and children as late as 2006.[3]
In June 2003 my father, a pastor from St. Paul, Minnesota, was arrested in Laos while serving as interpreter for two European journalists documenting the Hmong in hiding.[6]
Convicted in a one-day trial without legal representation and sentenced to 15 years.[7] At one point, my family was told he was dead.
Months of political pressure from three governments, the U.S., France, and Belgium, brought him home.[6] His arrest helped put the Hmong crisis on the world's front pages.[8]
Since then he has planted over 30 churches, saving more than 5,000 Hmong across the region, and kept exposing what others wanted forgotten. I watched a man risk everything for something he couldn't touch, couldn't sell, and couldn't quit.
I'm a pastor's kid. Most of us end up one of two ways: running from the pulpit, or following our fathers into it.
There's a rare third case: the commercially minded pastor's kid. When that happens, something special gets built into a person. Here's what that looks like in practice.
Runs from the pulpit. Builds a life contrary to everything he was raised on.
Follows his father into ministry. Inherits the mission exactly as it was handed down.
Keeps the conviction, aims it at markets. Same missionary engine, different mission field.
Tribal leaders for generations before me, a squad leader and radar NCOIC in the U.S. Army after. Leading is the family trade.
Raised in the pulpit. Sharpened in pitch rooms and private wealth boardrooms.
Uncompromising, by upbringing. The proof is boring and rare: clients who have stayed seven years and counting.
Missionary grade: the kind you're willing to die for. Tested in my family for three generations.
First-generation American, from a family that arrived from a war with nothing chasing the American entrepreneurial dream.