Am I a Director?

"Hey, Huo Han, there must be something wrong with your brain. What kind of crap is this filming? I think you should go home and pick up the baby." Chu Lu threw the script in her hand to the ground. "Hehe, director, I wasn't used to your whispering just now, but I feel much more comfortable now." Huo Han said with a playful smile. "You're such a mean person, why don't you feel uncomfortable if I don't scold you?" Chu Lu looked at the other party helplessly.