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现在采购商购买机械，考虑産品的同时，还考虑價格。塑膠件自動噴漆機價格的性价比非常重要。一般的産品是流水式的流平干燥隧道，有效地缩短了油漆流平或干燥所需的時間和空間的問題；同時采用平面式的輸送方式，設有了預熱區、低溫幹燥區、中溫幹燥區，高溫幹燥區和冷卻區，明確合理的分區，更符合油漆的幹燥工藝，使工件在機內較長時間幹燥，塗料受熱更均勻，能使 UV漆內的溶劑得到充分揮發讓漆面真正幹燥，有效減少塗料起皺、幹裂等題。

ＵＶ固化機可實現瞬間幹燥,免除幹燥等候時間，大大縮短了塗裝時間、提高生産效率。,塗裝後成品直接幹燥，免除搬運之麻煩塗裝物表面硬度提高,色澤亮麗。

第一：現在塑膠件自動噴漆機的自動化程度高，基本上都是傻瓜式操作，全自動噴塗線廠家，只需要在打開機器後將工件放到工作台上就行了，在放置工件的時候一定要留出補償距離來保證噴塗質量，噴漆機的噴塗速度很快，自動噴塗線，甚至可以達到 50m/min，是人工噴塗的5倍左右，一般還可以配置幹燥機，搭配成生産線減少塗裝生産周期。

第二:噴塗質量好。使用塑膠件自動噴漆機進行自動化塗裝的過程中，噴漆機能夠控制噴槍的流速，能保證噴塗漆膜質量，還可以增加流平設備，自動噴塗線廠家，使噴塗效果更好。

第三:成本更低。使用塑膠件自動噴漆機至少可以節省 3-5個人工，只需要1-2人上下料就可以了，節省人工成本。自動噴漆機價格有优势之外，还配置油漆回收再利用装置，节省喷涂涂料的成本。

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