Overall Congestion Rate: 9%!
Song He leaped to his feet in excitement. It was done!
From the chance encounter with An Yulong on a plane before the New Year, through countless long days and nights of hard work, piles of scratch paper, and typing until his joints ached, he had finally completed a mathematical model covering tens of thousands of intersections!
With this model, road congestion almost everywhere in the world could be greatly improved!
Billions of people would benefit from it, spending less time wasting away in traffic jams!
Song He picked up his cup and gulped down several mouthfuls of water. Instead of organizing the theory right away, he stripped off his clothes and dove into the bathroom, taking a long, satisfying shower first.
The warm water poured over his head, washing away the exhaustion of the past several days.
More importantly, it relaxed his brain, which had been worn into a lump of mush, giving it a chance to recharge.
After showering and drying off, he returned to the computer feeling refreshed, opened the document, and filled in the final section of the theory.
Two hours later, in An Yulong's office.
Song He knocked on the door. When he heard someone inside call for him to enter, he pushed the door open and walked in.
As always, books and documents rose in layers, piled up like trenches.
Behind the desk, An Yulong turned his sharp gaze on him. Ye Qian, dressed all in black, also turned to look.
"Finished?" An Yulong asked.
"Finished!"
Song He stepped forward and handed his teacher a USB Drive, which he had gripped until it was damp with sweat.
An Yulong took the USB Drive, plugged it into the computer, opened the lone file inside, and began reading.
Ye Qian also