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自動噴漆設備流水線生産廠家的設備保養方法有哪些?

返回列表 作者：自動噴漆設備流水線编辑： 180-2525-7959/400-088-0769 来源： www.pk316.com 发布日期： 2021.12.31

東莞鵬勝生産的自動噴漆設備適合噴塗頭盔、汽車配件、家電外殼、塑料塑膠件外殼等。自動噴漆設備流水線生産廠家在操作使用過程中，除了要嚴格遵守設備操作的方法之外，還要定期對設備進行清潔保養和維護。這樣不但可以保證工件的噴塗質量，而且還可以延長自動噴漆設備流水線的使用壽命。那麽自動噴漆設備流水線生産廠家的設備保養方法有哪些呢？

第一、自動噴漆設備流水線的水帘柜、水槽、抽风机等设备在喷涂完毕以后要及时清洗干净，并且还要定期清理水槽内的油渣，避免槽内油渣造成水帘柜的循环水管阻塞以及水泵、风机负载损坏，具体清理时间可以根据槽内油渣多少而定，并且清理出来的油渣不可乱扔，以免造成环境污染。

第二、要定期对自動噴漆設備流水線的输送系统进行保养，检查链条松紧度如果出现松弛及时进行调整，每次停止工作以后要及时清理传送带上的油漆污物，定期对传动装置和齿轮涂膜黄油。并且还要定期对自動噴漆設備流水線电箱内的的电器元件进行清灰，并检查各电器的连接部分以及接线端的螺丝，还要对个电器元件的温度进行检查，以便及时发现问题对设备进行检修维护。

第三、每次使用完自動噴漆設備流水線以后要及时对清理设备上的涂料残渣，定期对设备上的配件进行进行维护检修。并且每次使用完毕有要及时对自動噴漆設備流水線的输油管路和喷枪进行进行清洗，如果设备在喷涂过程停止喷涂超过两小时以上则必须要对设备的喷枪和输油管路进行清洗。

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