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風口浪尖上的電吹風自動噴塗設備廠家該如何逆襲？

爲什麽說電吹風自動噴塗設備厂家现在处在风口浪尖上呢？喷涂厂大大小小有多少厂家，大小工业园，大巷子小胡同。同时随着新産品开发层出不穷，而这次疫情的影响，让机会与挑战并存，那专业喷涂厂家该如何生存呢？

上次同事还在说，现在那么困难，业务，技术和管理到底哪个更重要呢。但依小编之见，非得经过比较，肯定是技术更为重要，你业务团队再好，企业管理再牛，技术太差，除了纸上谈兵，要喷涂加工生产好的外壳是很困难的。如果技术上做不出好的産品外壳，那么这家喷涂厂就很难得到大家的认可，业务量也会缩水。

其次電吹風自動噴塗設備厂家的管理也很重要，假如有雄厚的技术团队，但因管理不到位，人不能尽其才，或是喷涂加工等各个部门不配合，或是管理人员不能驾驭技术团队，对喷涂加工效率及産品交期也带来了影响，从而不能让客户满意，那么客户就会对你的印象减分，从而影响到业务订单。

业务团队对于電吹風自動噴塗設備厂家来说并不是说不重要，当工厂做的産品外壳能保质保量的交给客户，甚至超出客户的要求，这样以来客户都习惯了与你合作。这样一来，成本也就自然的控制下来了，凭着技术与技巧及习惯来达到另一个高度。

总之，喷涂行业同速热到一个急冷的过程，又得淘汰多少随从者。電吹風自動噴塗設備厂家自然也不例外，成功的道路都是拥挤的，只是看您能否坚持到底，我们兄辉喷涂人都是时刻提醒自己，做好外壳喷油品质，才能实现我们的价值，才能走得更远。

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