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“玩具自動噴漆機”具備哪些特點！

返回列表 作者：鵬鲲自动喷漆机编辑： 180-3333-7397/400-088-0769 來源：发布日期： 2019.09.04

玩具加工是一個勞動密集型産業，需要大量的人力去完成生産作業加工，大型的玩具加工廠就有近千的工人。光是塑料玩具産品上色這一程序就要耗費不少人力跟時間，這是一筆很大的人工成本支出。要如何減少人工生産耗時耗力這個問題呢？玩具自動噴漆機可以解决这个问题，生产工序上实现全自动或者半自动可以为企业带来非常大的改变，企业会因为有了自动化生产而提高工作效率，提高产品的品质，会有更多产能接受更多客户订单，这一系列的利好是企业投入自动化设备的源动力。那么，玩具自動噴漆機具备哪些特点呢？

一. 人性化。传统的喷漆都是手动的，人工操作易疲劳、情绪不稳定，并且喷漆室环境差，操作人员难以避免会吸入空气中的漆雾，容易导致职业病。玩具自動噴漆機关键点在于解决人工劳动强度大、职业病等人性化问题。

二. 高精度。玩具自動噴漆機360度无死角，并且喷漆角度、距离、速度等都可以更精确控制，使漆膜厚度可以达到更精确的要求，并且是大批量复制。不像手工喷涂容易受喷漆工手法影响，可复制性差，厚度不精确、不均匀。

三. 产品质量好。使用玩具自動噴漆機能保证喷涂表面平整、光滑、无痕等。所以说自动喷漆机有与生俱来的优势！

四. 效率高。玩具自動噴漆機一台设备可以代替数名喷油工的效率，提高自动化程度和自动化水平，拐角、空隙、凹凸不平等是人手操作难以喷涂的位置，但是自动化设备能轻易攻克这些部位，少用人工或者不用人工，实现产能提高。

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