The driver looked at Mike in the rearview mirror with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
However, he remained silent.
Anyway, he did not think the young man was going to buy a house.
After all, he looked so... poor.
Sure enough, Mike had yet to purchase any good clothes.
It was mainly due to his busy schedule.
If he had the time, he might as well improve his strength in the game.
The taxi quickly started and drove to its destination.
About 20 minutes later, the car stopped at the entrance of a sales office.
The driver turned his head and smiled and said,
"Young man, we're here.
"This is the best sales office of the No.1 High School in New York City."
When the driver said this, there was a hint of mockery in his eyes.
In his opinion, this kid in the back seat would probably blush and request him to change the destination.
After all, this place was too high-end.