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返回列表 作者：鵬鲲木腿自動噴油機编辑： 19907699619/400-088-0769 来源： www.pk316.com 发布日期： 2020.11.14

隨著社會進步和發展，人工成本也逐年增加，各個制造業都在努力的由人工作業向機械化作業轉變，木腿自動噴油機的出現就是爲了解決工件的噴漆問題，將噴漆工人從繁重的噴漆作業中解放出來，同時減少企業的用工成本，現在也有越來越多的企業關注到了這一機器，也有很多向我們咨詢的顧客，小編認爲投資這種機器越早越好。

为什么会这样说呢，这就要从木腿自動噴油機的优势以及其带来的好处说起了；

第一：木腿自動噴油機的出现是为了解放喷漆工为企业节约成本提升效率的，也就是说从长期来看自动喷漆机跟人工喷漆相比是比较划算的（当然对于一些订单量不高的小厂家来说可能也是负担），所以早投资就意味着早节省成本；第二：自动喷油机的效率跟人工相比也是非常高的，远远高于人工喷漆效率，如果企业的订单多又急的话用自动喷油机进行喷漆无疑是很好的选择；

第三：木腿自動噴油機喷漆的效果也是有目共睹的，因为是编程化和自动化的喷漆方式，效果也会比较一致；其实现在已经有很多厂家已经引进自动喷漆机来进行喷漆工作，如果企业还在观望并使用人工喷漆，在产量和效果方面都会被落下。

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