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返回列表 作者：鵬鲲保溫杯自動噴漆機编辑： 400-088-0769/18025258586 来源： www.pk316.com 发布日期： 2020.11.26

東莞鵬鲲公司中小型不鏽鋼保溫杯自動噴漆機相對于同類産品，具有以下明顯的優點。

1．保溫杯自動噴漆機身全身不鏽鋼，鋼板厚度4mm，機身厚實穩定，在噴漆的過程中不會出現擺動而影響噴漆效果。

2．本設備保溫杯自動噴漆機清洗非常方便，接有回流油管，不會出現堵槍塞槍的情況。

3．小型噴油機配制4-6把日本岩田原裝WA-101自動噴嗆，每只自動噴油管針對不同的産品，位置可以靈活調整。

4．配制的岩田WA-101自動噴油管可以調節噴漆流量，可以較大範圍內幫您節省油漆;另外噴嗆可以調節油漆噴散的半徑，使産品的噴漆均勻，不會出現其他廠家噴漆設備噴漆厚度不均的情況。

5．爲了使噴塗色澤達到較佳，本公司給生産的小型噴塗機專門配置一台供漆系統。此供漆由308泵浦，小型攪拌機，和攪拌桶三個主體構成。其中小型攪拌機和攪拌桶爲全不鏽鋼制作。

6．此設備的轉盤直徑400mm，一次較多可放8個工件。小型工件如手機殼，玻璃瓶之類，産量8件/20s每天8小時計算日産量11520件//天。大型工件如安全帽之類日産量達1440件/天。

7．轉盤氣動馬達選用優質氣動馬達，使用年限久。

8．鵬鲲公司爲了給客戶帶來方便，生産的不鏽鋼保溫杯自動噴漆機小型噴油機另外配制單獨的控制箱和制控觸屏，操作非常簡便，機器故障率僅爲0.03%，基本不會給您公司産品生産帶來麻煩。

9．每支自動噴油漆噴出量可較大限度降低到100ml/min，爲同類廠家噴塗機噴油量的1/2，在節油量方面鵬鲲公司的小型不鏽鋼杯子自動噴漆機噴塗機可以說在同行業中是走在前列的。

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