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鵬鲲爲大家講述沙發腳自動噴漆機的優勢以及用于哪些産品？

我们都知道实木沙发脚相对来说属于环保的一种新型家具，但是它们本身无论是光泽程度，还是耐腐蚀能力都不是那么理想，所以许多厂家还在加工处理的过程中额外进行了喷漆，让産品变得既美观又耐用，然而，喷漆有传统的手喷以及目前的沙發腳自動噴漆機，那么，沙發腳自動噴漆機只局限于沙发脚産品这么单一吗？包括他的优势，大家又了解多少呢？

使用沙發腳自動噴漆機的优势：

1.品質：機噴塗層均勻，光澤度好，速度穩定，良品率高;

2.省油漆：內置節油程序，高效省油漆，節省油漆30%;

3.高産量：可24小時不間段運轉，從而導致生産量翻倍;

4.省心：可根据産品变化自动调节喷枪前后，左后，高低及角度的位置，控制喷涂油量的大小;

5.簡單操作，方便易學;

6.应用産品广泛，适用于各种异型工件，替老板们解决各种疑难杂症问题，使用率高，可动态同步跟踪输送带，配合生产线喷涂；

沙發腳自動噴漆機適用于行業非常廣，小編爲大家初步講解;

家電、通訊數碼行業：如手機觸摸屏、相機鏡頭、音箱殼、筆記本殼等等;

家具、木器家具:木板木门木盒抽屉刀架工艺品等等，其它行业;

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選配套智能化噴漆設備供應合作商關鍵點

1.喷出高品质産品且设备操作保养简易及稳定

2.有一定實力經驗供貨能力與售後經驗的團隊

3.适于自己産品设备价位投资并快速稳久回报

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