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Chapter 35 - Aftershocks {2}

Midtown Manhattan, New York

The war room had a nickname: The Forge.It was where pitch decks were forged, taglines born, and more than a few egos burned in pursuit of the perfect campaign. Four walls, five screens, and one long glass table covered in notepads, cold brew, and too many uncapped markers.

Ramon, the youngest art director on the Pepsi account, sat barefoot on a swivel chair, legs crossed, sketchpad in his lap. The page was already smudged with attempts: soda bottles, sunburst logos, and three failed attempts at a dancing silhouette.

"Anyone want to see a fourth version of a Coke ripoff?" he muttered.

"Hard pass," said Lena, the senior strategist, without looking up. She was glued to the AdNova dashboard, scrolling through media maps with the mechanical focus of a sniper.

"AdNova recommends Spanish-language radio," she said, tapping the screen. "It's prioritizing Los Angeles, Miami, and El Paso. Plus, a print run in People en Español and TV buys on Univision during peak sports hours."

Ramon blinked. "How the hell does it know that?"

"It scanned the last six Pepsi campaigns in the U.S. and LATAM markets, factored in seasonality, competitor media spend, cultural alignments, and a bump in Latino grocery receipts after heat waves. It's not guessing. It's remembering."

She clicked Creative Assist. A second panel unfolded — tagline clusters, visual motif libraries, even color gradient suggestions optimized for youth recall.

One suggestion caught Ramon's eye: "Refresca tu día. Vívelo ahora."

"That's not bad," he said slowly. "It's got rhythm. Almost poetic."

"And here," Lena said, flipping to a new tab, "is where it came from. Chile 2018, a Fanta campaign. High conversion rate, low ad fatigue. AdNova flagged it because it shares core consumer sentiment with this brief."

Ramon exhaled. "It's like having every brainstorm we've ever done... in one place."

"Plus every one our rivals did," Lena added.

Malcolm Park, the Creative Director, stood behind them sipping a green smoothie and watching quietly. His job was to protect the work — to make sure automation didn't drown soul. But even he couldn't ignore the numbers.

"We used to spend three weeks just pulling comps and case studies," he said. "That's what interns were for. Now we're skipping to the idea phase in one meeting."

He looked up at the wall-mounted monitor, which now displayed a projected media plan: Spanish-language radio spots, influencer placements, city bus wraps in Miami, and digital banners geo-targeted to bodegas.

"See this?" Malcolm said, pointing at the screen. "Smarter media buys. We used to pitch a bundle of hope. Now we pitch a bundle of evidence."

Lena swiveled around in her chair, amused. "You're turning into a data guy."

"No," Malcolm said, smiling. "I'm a gut guy. But now my gut has a map."

A knock at the glass door interrupted them. Francesca, the account manager, poked her head in.

"Client's pinging the dashboard," she said. "They want to see a mid-campaign performance view — they're flying to Atlanta tomorrow and want proof it's working."

Lena clicked into the Client Dashboard. A clean, elegant interface showed CPM drops, demographic reach, social lift by metro area, and even AI-generated heatmaps of sentiment tracking.

"Already built," she said. "And I gave them change-request toggles. They can adjust volume and shift media balance without waiting for a call."

Francesca grinned. "God, I used to live on the phone. Now I live in metrics."

"And," Malcolm added, "when we pitch Coca-Cola next month, we lead with this. Real-time campaign agility. Data-informed creative. Cross-platform instant buying. Let WPP keep their legacy decks."

He turned to Ramon. "Tell me the truth. You feel boxed in?"

Ramon looked at his sketchpad, now filled with dynamic shapes he pulled from AdNova's top-performing layout library.

"No," he said. "I feel like I'm not starting from zero. It's not doing my job. It's giving me a push."

Malcolm nodded, his voice lower. "That's the moat. Omnicom and WPP can outspend us. But they can't build this overnight."

The Forge went quiet for a beat, then hummed to life again — clicks, scribbles, sips, sketches.

For the first time in a long time, the agency floor didn't feel defensive. It felt inevitable.

And while Interpublic Group used AdNova to supercharge global campaigns for billion-dollar brands, the system wasn't built for the giants alone.

In quiet corners of America — far from Manhattan conference rooms and sleek agency labs — the impact of DoubleClick was just beginning to ripple outward.

Rural Iowa – K-FRM Channel 9, Family-Owned Local TV Station

Because AdNova didn't just lift the loudest voices. It amplified the quiet ones, too.

The paint on the window sills was chipping. The station still had a rotary phone. The couch in the lobby had hay stuck in its cushions. On the wall, a faded photo of Ronald Reagan smiling beneath the call letters: K-FRM Channel 9 — Farm Radio Media, est. 1964.

Station owner Harold Jensen, 56, leaned back in his creaky leather chair, arms crossed over a flannel shirt, chewing on a toothpick like it owed him money.

"No one's advertising to us anymore," he muttered. "Got six thousand people in this whole county. Half of 'em are farmers. Other half's retired."

His 21-year-old son, Tyler, was hunched over a beige Gateway 2000 PC, squinting at the interface of a brand-new tool: AdNova Alliance.

"Let's just try it, Dad. You fill out the station profile, I'll do the rest."

Harold grunted. "We don't have sales reps. We don't have a traffic department. We barely have electricity when it rains."

Tyler clicked through the welcome tutorial. The interface was clean — no bloated software or corporate training. Just simple steps. A quiet invitation for forgotten stations to be seen.

Step 1: Station ProfileMarket Size: "Very Small"Viewer Estimate: ~3,000Broadcast Range: 45 milesGenre Tags: Agriculture, Local News, Regional Weather, High School Football

Step 2: Audience Breakdown"50% farmers, 20% retirees, 15% homemakers, 15% students"

Step 3: Programming ScheduleTyler uploaded a simple CSV file with their weekly lineup.Morning Market Reports. Midday Ag News. Evening Weather Round-Up. Friday Night Lights — live coverage of local high school games.

Step 4: Media Sample UploadHe dragged a 15-second test spot into the upload box — just Harold himself on camera, reading the local grain prices.

The final screen read: Submit for Listing. Welcome to AdNova Alliance.

"Now what?" Harold asked, crossing his arms.

"We wait," Tyler said. "It matches us to brands looking for hyperlocal airtime. Stuff too small for Westwood or Gannett. The long tail."

Harold raised an eyebrow. "That sounds like made-up marketing."

Tyler didn't argue. He just waited.

The next morning, the old station buzzed with the dial-up whir of their modem connecting. Tyler opened AdNova again — and froze.

"Dad," he said. "You need to see this."

Incoming Advertiser Requests:

Deere & Company (John Deere) – 2 ad slots, 15s each, targeting Midwest agricultural media.

Pioneer Seeds – Local dealership co-op ad.

Prairie Supply Co. – Tractor parts vendor offering a full-season sponsorship.

USDA Soil Conservation Campaign – Educational PSA buy, paid placement.

Harold leaned in, squinting at the screen like he'd seen a ghost.

"They want to buy air here," he said, stunned. "Because we're small?"

"No," Tyler said, a grin tugging at his cheek. "Because we're specific. That's what AdNova sees. Not small. Targeted."

They clicked on the Pioneer Seeds campaign. AdNova had pre-populated the best air slots: early morning ag report and just before the Friday night football game — based on prior ad performance for similar products across rural networks.

The ad copy came ready to go, uploaded by the dealer's Midwest rep. Harold only had to approve it and confirm their rates.

"But we've never… set official rates," Harold said.

"AdNova suggests one," Tyler replied. "It's dynamic — adjusts based on inventory, market saturation, and campaign urgency. You can accept, reject, or counter."

Harold stared at the number.

"That's… five times what we charged for the co-op ad last fall."

Tyler clicked accept.

A small green check mark pulsed. Confirmed.

By the end of the week, K-FRM Channel 9 had booked four new clients. No cold calls. No paper contracts. Just Tyler, the Gateway PC, and a station his dad was ready to give up on.

But the most shocking part wasn't the money. It was what came next.

Tyler clicked into the AdNova heatmap. It glowed faint red over their region — Ad Engagement Spike: Midwest Rural — Ag + Youth Sports. Their little signal had lit up the national dashboard. They were on the map.

And for the first time in years, Harold didn't feel like the media world had left them behind.

He stepped outside the station with his coffee and looked out across the cornfields. A radio tower rose in the distance, blinking red against the morning sky.

"You think we're too old to change?" he asked.

Tyler smiled. "I think AdNova just changed around us."

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