indianbanksassociation Chapter 432 Breakthrough In The Fifth Gear!
Chapter 432 Breakthrough In The Fifth Gear!
Open the document, [Brain Cell-Road Network Mathematical Model]
The mouse wheel rotates quickly and the page scrolls down.
The first four models have been completed, and a lot of text descriptions and mathematical models have been written.
These words are worth a thousand dollars, and there is no problem in selling them for half a building.
Finally, Song He's gaze settled.
The fifth level is a mathematical model of brain circuits in first-tier cities, corresponding to 5,000 intersections or brain cells!
This gear is still empty. His highest achievement so far is the mathematical modeling of intersection 4000, which is only one step away from completing the fifth gear!
Open the urban road network generator and a familiar prompt pops up:
[Please select city size]
[Confirmed city size: about 5,000 intersections]
Amidst the roar of cooling fans, honeycomb-like dense blocks sprouted up, the scale was spectacular!
Song He was in a trance for a moment, shocked by such a huge artificial world!
Soon, he gathered his thoughts and concentrated on sorting out the knowledge in his mind.
I thought it would take a lot of effort, but unexpectedly, the thinking process turned out to be as smooth as mercury running down the earth!
The knowledge rebates stored in your head are like experience packages. Almost all doubts you encounter can be solved by opening experience packages. If one doesn't work, just open two!
In the lower right corner of the screen, the initial data is:
[Comprehensive congestion rate: 89%! 】
Song He put the mouse and keyboard together, quickly typed in the mathematical model, and polished and modified it repeatedly.
Soon, the value in the lower right corner jumped rapidly!
[Comprehensive congestion rate: 70%! 】
[Comprehensive congestion rate: 53%! 】
[Comprehensive congestion rate: 31%! 】
Through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the office, the view can span the city and see the distant horizon.
The sun gradually sank toward the horizon, and the light entering the office became increasingly dim, until the daylight completely disappeared below the horizon, and the sky was filled with a deep blue like the sea.
Song He was unaware that the office was already dark. He was sitting in silence, the light from the computer screen illuminating his focused face. The sweat on his head reflected the light, and his cheeks were as red as a sauna.
Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief!
[Comprehensive congestion rate: 9%! 】
The fifth level, the mathematical model of brain circuits in first-tier cities, with a scale of 5,000 intersections, has finally achieved a breakthrough!
Now there is only the final sixth gear left, and the entire brain circuit model theory will be completely completed!
Song He suddenly showed an unknown smile.
Today on the field, he talked freely, shared tactics, and looked forward to the future of the industry, which easily aroused the excitement of thousands of college students in the audience!
However, he actually reported good news but not bad news.
Once the mathematical theory of the brain circuit model is perfected, at least 70% of the spectators at the competition will be unemployed and forced to leave the road design industry!
Thinking of this, Song He felt quite guilty for a moment. The audience welcomed him so much, but they didn't know that he was busy putting more than half of the audience out of work!
"Buzz!" The phone vibrated.
Song He glanced at it, stood up quickly, and turned on the lights in the office.
Wait a moment, there is a knock on the office door!
He quickly stepped forward to open the door with a smile on his face.
A middle-aged man with black-rimmed glasses stood at the door, holding a file box under his arm. He was dressed in formal attire and was also smiling.
"Mr. Song, excuse me for disturbing you so late! I am Miao Songfeng, the director of the Luteng City Construction Bureau!"
Song He quickly shook hands with him and said, "Director Miao, you came in person. It's a shame to welcome you from afar! Please come in, please come in!"
Miao Songfeng sat down on the small sofa next to the coffee table. The file box was placed on the coffee table.
Wei Liqun's female secretary came in silently, made Miao Songfeng and Song He each a cup of tea, and then left quietly so as not to disturb the leaders' discussions.
"This is the letter of appointment! There is also a contract!" Miao Songfeng opened the file box and took out a document, "Mr. Song signs it and he will be the senior consultant of Luteng City Construction Bureau!"
Song He was not polite, quickly scanned the contract and letter of appointment, and signed.
"To digress." Miao Songfeng sighed, "I am Teacher Jiang Xiaoping's apprentice! I studied all my master's and doctoral courses with Teacher Jiang ten years ago!"
"This time Luteng is holding a sandbox competition, and Teacher Jiang is here to participate. I am also looking forward to renewing the friendship between teachers and students and letting Teacher Jiang work at Luteng for a while!"
"I didn't expect that Teacher Jiang would lose. Mr. Song won the championship with a brilliant performance! What a heroic boy!"
Song He smiled and said, "I didn't expect to win against Teacher Jiang. I was lucky!"
"I'm so humble. I watched the whole competition. The gap is more than a little bit. Mr. Song truly deserves the championship!" Miao Songfeng took out a pile of documents from the file box again, "These are the information from the High-tech Development Zone. !”
Song He thanked him and took it, flipping through it quickly, thoughtfully.
"The specific location of the first phase of the development zone, the area of all factory buildings, the number of people accommodated in each block, the overall construction budget, and all kinds of information are almost all here!" Miao Songfeng introduced.
Song He nodded repeatedly, "These are enough!"
"In addition, our Urban Construction Bureau has also made three sets of plans!" Miao Songfeng pulled out three large maps from the file box.
Song He was surprised and unfolded the big map. It was the road network planning of the high-tech development zone. The detailed small data was like countless black sesame seeds sprinkled on it, as fine as a work of art!
"Have you already made a plan?" He was stunned, "Then what is my job as a consultant?"
"Let's do it, we are not good at it!" Miao Songfeng said in an embarrassed tone, "We spent a long time working on these three plans and a long time calculating the comprehensive congestion rate. It has been maintained above 30% and cannot be reduced no matter how hard it is. Come down!"
Song He suddenly realized.
A congestion rate of 30% is not a big problem for most urban areas. At most, there will be more horns blaring on the streets and drivers will curse more, but traffic can still operate.
However, the high-tech development zone is an economic engine, with high-end factories everywhere, time is money, and it cannot afford the price of sluggish traffic. The road network must be further optimized!
Miao Songfeng pursed her lips and said:
"The construction team will arrive tomorrow. They must first tear down the woods, break up the big rocks and remove them, and level the land."
"It takes a week to level the land, so if Mr. Song is not busy, it is best to complete the road network design within a week."
"Mr. Song is a scholar and business owner who has many things to do every day. It may be too much to set a time limit for you, but we are also helpless. The construction period is indeed too tight..." Miao Songfeng sounded apologetic.
Song He interrupted, "It won't take a week!"
Miao Songfeng suddenly beamed. Just as he was about to say something, Song He's next words made his smile freeze again.
"I'll give you a plan at midnight today." Song He said, "About four or five hours."
Miao Songfeng's face changed, he hesitated to speak, his brows furrowed into knots.
Song He looked up at him and smiled, "I know what Director Miao is thinking. He feels that the time is too short and the work will be rough, right?"
Miao Songfeng nodded repeatedly, "Mr. Song, it is related to Luteng City's century-old plan, and there is no room for carelessness! Please be careful!"
"Don't worry, Director Miao, the comprehensive congestion rate is guaranteed to be below 10%!" Song He smiled confidently, "It is far more convenient to plan from scratch on a blank field than to timidly change roads in an existing urban area!"